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Shinin' bright like some VVS, diamonds on my neck
I'm the ref, demons yellin' "Foul" but I ain't callin' tech
Got body, now you feelin' pressed, you under duress
Only thing I ever had for a demon is some strap
Yeah, I can't keep myself contained, the Holy Spirit in my chest
Water-walkin' on a beat, yeah, I put faith in every step
You ain't standin' on the Word, then you gon' sink into the depth
See, I'm chillin' on a boat, the same place where Jesus slept
I'm on a Rock and headed to the Moon, I'm poppin' like balloons
Told the haters I cannot commune, they buggin' like they June
Autotune is out of tune, they is not with the platoon
If they pull up, then I'm pullin' cards to show 'em who is who
I got my angels all day and my foot on Satan neck
I be thumbin' through the pages of my Bible like a check
If they comin' at me wrong, call me Nike with the check
When I'm callin' on the Lord, I ain't callin' on collect

They hit my line with a ring, told me pull up with the team
We gon' do a few things, ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing
How I'm rockin', I just need a sling, hoppin' in the ring
Tell Goliath he don't want no smoke, this highlight make him bleed

You hit my line, you get the dial tone, ain't nobody home
Sorry Holmes, but hard and made of stone is just not what I'm on
Smell like sin, and I'ma need for you to get some new cologne
Goin' strong, Arm & Hammer, boy, you know what I'm on (Ayy, ha)
Ayy, tips goin' crazy, up like the cadence
Slayed the early nineties, but 2020 made me
Jumped up out the trenches, stretched it out when it's tension
I don't want no number two, but boy, don't reach for my utensils
It's up in the B-I-G, it's way, I don't need a key
Life is really like a roundabout, I took the freest way
Freeway, highway, understood, don't need to say
Buildin' tables my whole life, I take a seat, fix me a plate
Vision like mechanics to a shop
Really ain't no limits to the dream, we move the top
Truly testimonies, but I serve Him as a VOP
Livin' life, you can find me on the edge like when the picture crop
Okay, I'm smilin', prolly wylin', weight been carried, that's a tote
All my sin been taken off, okay, that's quality control
I converse and pray for nations, gained my hold like conversations
God done did it, know they hate it still, I roll like to the four

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