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K to the second... This ain't my first rodeo, uh Check my portfolio, uh Without the Holy Ghost, I would be gettin' my commas On quote-on-quote, quote-on-quote, quote-on-quote I am not so-and-so (no) Might be the rapper that no one knows But I got the clique like a metronome Let that immeasurable, new intellectual, yeah I was the Oreo, I was the Oreo comin' up Told 'em, "At least I'ma get my degree Then I'll be back on the scene and my cream will be double stuffed" Either that or we'll knuckle up Started boxing to toughen up Then I met Jesus and seen that the struggle somebody will sacrifice all for the other one I ain't got no records with me braggin' on it Under the blood, blood, ain't no stackin' on it Shout out to Reach Records, they put the master on it Every record got the Master on it But this free freedom ain't no MAGA homie Man, it's Jesus, Jesus, 'til I'm mad annoying We indeed are living, la-la vida He has reaped demons in the ceiling I am loyal 'cause SongtexteBoy, I used to be a monster (be a monster) I was tweakin', had my mama goin' bonkers Yeah, you probably wouldn't believe it If it hadn't been for Jesus I'd be still runnin' around like I'm a gangster Boy, I used to be a monster Now it's 15, 000 people at my concert Got they hands up screamin', I'ma tell 'em all about Jesus How He turned me to a rapper, an imposter Boy, I used to be a monster, used to be a monster Boy, I used to be a monster, used to be a monster Boy, I used to be a playboy Yeah, don't you leave your girl around me, boy Yeah, they don't take sand to the Beach Boy But I got me an island in my queen, boy Bankroll, fake though Hundred ones wrapped up in a Franco Runnin' chips in that queso Make diamonds dance and I say so Draco, slang though 'Fore the Feds ex them like Kinkos I carry different, my aim though My game dope, you already know Boy, I used to be a monster I was tweakin', had my mama goin' bonkers Yeah, you probably wouldn't believe it If it hadn't been for Jesus I'd be still runnin' around like I'm a gangster Cool! Boy, I used to be a monster Now it's 15, 000 people at my concert Got they hands up screamin', I'ma tell 'em all about Jesus How He turned me to a rapper, an imposter I used to, I used to be a monster I used to hide the pain, I tried to keep it inside, locked up But now I'm out my shell, I'm on the table at Red Lobster I can't believe I almost missed it but I found the golden ticket like I'm Willy Wonka I can't believe I'm on the team, they put me on the roster If we both servin' God, I guess 'mi casa es su casa' I take these boys to school, I got 'em singin' out they minds They like, "Whatchu singin' in vibrato?" Boy, I used to be a monster Aus Songtexte Mania