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GOM Put on for the squad We go in Do it for the GOD If I go Then I'm going hard Boy you know me HOG for the MOB Fit up then get up and go Fill up to pick up and roll You gon' get this work Get lit up and hit up the show Man they already know who the real is But they say it's too religious Drake dropped "God's Plan" You were wit it now you lookin' too suspicious I am blessed Never had luck You a tad much superstitious You ain't the man bruh Cuz you pick a bag up boy what you doin' with it? Stack up and you be cool and then ya Get ya hands cuffed and you get threw in prison It's the last supper You could have some Or you could pass up and you do the dishes SongtexteHomie I ain't never change up Been the same since day one When I came in the game rippin' Jay The Renegade still the same ain't budge Then and when it came Same Love They played dumb and ain't say much You tell me who's the gangsta? Daddy let me loose They gotta move Bishop with the burner baby I got the juice They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth Won't He do it And we the proof We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up Yeah First drop they were like Biz who are you boy get your name up Try to hold me down but you know me know Look at God I done came up They were lookin for the sauce I was cooking for the boss Now I'm A-1 Try to keep us out the game We gon' make it so the game got a changeup Show love to the haters ay Been tellin' where we came from One time for the Maker ay Same team ain't trade up Christ gang ya don't bang ay I stay in my lane ay Metal tucked like a umbrella but I pray it don't rain ay Promise I don't want no smoke But that ain't really what you want too Cuz everybody got they own folk That'll make a move if you want to The problem is you prolly think I'm afraid In a way that's so true But I ain't afraid you'll smoke me Dog I'm afraid I'll smoke you I ain't the only one with a family That I gotta make it home to I need you to make it home too They need you to make it home too Cats flex for the rap check to make black death look so cool We just here to make it old news yeah Daddy let me loose They gotta move Bishop with the burner baby I got the juice They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth Won't He do it And we the proof We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up Ay Fo Christ pay the whole price On my whole life no cheap skatin' Glow like there ain't no light No ice but I'm peace makin' HOGs grind boy I eat bacon Fault lines so I keep quakin' And the way I make these bars connect I'm a architect no Freemason Ah We baboons to them poodles I need lots of steak on my pasta plate I go swagu on them noodles We go rounds for that gold crown We don't slow down we accelerate Keep tellin' Satan I'm elevatin' Even though he be hella hatin' Step your game up and quit bellyachin' Go hard then hit the casa brah Yo double up ain't no bubble up you ain't no hustalah Huh See I'm in the game like a right guard You could lock me up in a psych ward And I'll still be screamin' out "Christ's Lord" String me up by my mic chord Really it will be a honor to go Cuz the way that they be jokin' about your word Got em thinkin' the Church is a comedy show Never been and I'll never fold If they snatch me up or I'm dead and cold The gospel of Yoshua's still the greatest story ever told Daddy let me loose They gotta move Bishop with the burner baby I got the juice They hatin' on my team cuz we the truth Won't He do it And we the proof We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up We gon' take 'em way way way way way way up Aus Songtexte Mania