DAILY BREAD (feat. Lil Yachty)

Yeah

Thank you, Lord

I ain't been on this type of time in a minute, man, you feel me?

Hmm, mmm

They say I'm holy, but I'm drippin', they like, "Who is he?" (Yeah)

Call the Father, got my daily bread, but this ain't Uber Eats

He came through, we gathered in His name 'cause there was two or three (Yeah)

If you put the ball in my court I might shoot a three (Swoosh)

My spirit man fight my flesh man 'cause it be two of me (Wow)

Like how these women tryna catch me slippin'? They pursuing me (Man)

I'm suited up, I be in Ephesians, you can't ruin me (Facts)

Steppin' on a demon like I'm dancing at the jubilee

You feel that holy heat? Yeah, hot lava

Trials and tribulations come my way, it's not my problem

And if you tryna play the cops, then I got robbers (Yeah)

Stole souls from the devil's block, hit your block party (Give me that)

Came through busting doors down, had to bombard 'em

They thought I took a year off, I had to come harder (Yeah)

On the winning team, win a trophy like the Lombardi

Lord hit my pockets with a blessing, now they dumb larger

(Go) Jackpot, I just hit out back, me and Rich

Couple things that I did, plead the fifth

I won't dare, double dare, Lennox Square, spent a dub

For my—

Grip it by the—

Yeah, couple dogs behind the walls, we need to see 'em freer

He need to repent, did more lines than Derek Jeter

Yeah, parkin' it on the curb, I ain't even pay the meter (Brrt)

Her BD just like Cousin Skeeter, askin' for a feature

Coupe, yeah, like a train track

Heard you called God, did He ring back?

Back against the wall, stood tall, stayed intact

Heard he went cold, guess they need a raincheck (Yoom)

Where they hang at? Man, they all dubs

Bet they all grub, the TLC, they all scrubs

Dissin' online, but in person, all love

Ain't goin' back and forth, I leave it to the one above

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh