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Uhhhh
Imma speak life to the death of me
Sights on the Heavenly
God Over Money meaning God over everything
We don't make time for the lies of the enemy
I do it all for Christ, not the vibes or the energy
Ride for the embassy, rhyme penitentiary
Bars from the pen, give em' life in the sentences
I committed felonies, Christ took the penalty and I'd rather die than deny His supremacy
I'm back and finna snack, flip any track, giving me in fact, give me a spatula, get back, I whip it till I crack my wrists in half to add injury
Giving him trap, filling the gap, we rap ministry, yeah
Get a clip and load it, fill it with explosives, get to sippin' on it then I spit it till my lip is rolling
Could switch at any moment, this the biz you wanted
Even with the scripture on it, still it kill opponents

Gimmie a, eyy
I reloaded
Kiss it up to God, let Him breathe on it (Woo)
God said, "Imma lean on it." (Yee)
Christ still rain, imma speak on it (Uhh)
Aww mahn, aww mahn
Good try, good try
That's another win for the good guys (Uhh)
Aww mahn, aww mahn
Good try, good try
That's another win for the good guys (Yeah)

Rap for God, cats laugh it off but He blessing it
Rap catalog like a cabinet full of medicine
Look a ratchet off, it's a battle with the Nephilim
Every man of God keep a canon to the left of them
One head big body with a lot of members (Lot of members)
And it's a big party, finna pop in Heaven (Yeah)
Hell throw a lip party but it's hot as ever
Pick a party when it gets started it'd rock forever (Uhh)
One is worship and the Highest in the mansion with Him no sinful desires (Yeah)
The other's in a pit full of fire but they all tend to fall for the chick on the flyer (Uhh)
I just wanna see you at the gates but the devil keep telling you to see it like it's hate
I guess pretty soon we gon find out (Find out)
Wait till that day gon come we gon find out (Yeah)

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