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Uh-huh Oh-oh-oh-oh Ah-oh, woah, ah-oh, woah Hey, hey, hey (Woah) Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Shooters aim, I got range, what are the odds? Never fold, we not the same, no, we not Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah On my bros, on my Lord, we won't stop Rich like boom, faith on bloom, ball so hard, with the fake, I shoot I'm too live, take that dive, got my rhymes, but I feel LeBron Yeah, woah, huh, climate change not my fault, yeah Can't stop all my sauce I cannot fake, this is too late, home of the saint, yeah, yeah How many cars, how many broads do for your heart? Yeah, yeah Off in the deep end, what is you seekin'? Boy, is you geekin'? We not so heathen, yeah Devil wanna dance all night, got the quickscope on sight Oh, you thought we was gon' fight? Oh-woah, yeah Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God SongtexteI make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Shooters aim, I got range, what are the odds? Never fold, we not the same, no, we not Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah On my bros, on my Lord, we won't stop I'm like ooh, gang, huh, I never had no pops, woah Ooh, huh, gang, huh, now I gotta get to the top, woah Ooh, huh, gang, huh, I'm feelin' myself I had to go and count these buckets They count me out 'cause now I'm stuntin', woah, ayy Day, we pull out the stick, oh GAWVI said go let it hit, oh GAWVI said get 'em, I got 'em, oh I know the opps, yeah, I spot 'em, oh, huh I got epiphany, my bro, devil wanna steal from me, my bro Lucy gon' sing to me, but please believe he kill and seek destroy, huh, yeah Fight that fight for me, ayy Haters gon' hate like woo Shake 'em off like this, uh I cannot show 'em like err Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Shooters aim, I got range, what are the odds? Never fold, we not the same, no, we not Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah On my bros, on my Lord, we won't stop Play the game, hold your tongue, you'll get far Either that or you're Pac in the car I did it for the kids like Lavar Talkin' wild while the family ball Ayy, boy, please chill, why you keep it so real? Got the whole room laughing, and your face blue still All that comes with depressants, depression, so much for a deal My boy just got rich, broke kid with a mil' I feel your pain, forget the fame I feel the flames, known from the climate change, who run it? (Woah) Climate change, don't need lanes, I need God I make the sauce, I mean, yeah, glory to God Give me the turn, watch it all burn, litty, yeah On my bros, on my Lord, we won't stop We won't stop Heathen Aus Songtexte Mania