Had a grave had to get up out it
In the mix like a gin and tonic
In the mirror where I see the target
Had to knuckle up like a bean with Sonic
Had enough of luck, can't be livin' godless
Lit a little flame like a candelabra
Not a trending topic, but I'm finna top it
Hip hop lookin' for a renaissance
Only problem is the Christian's got it
Mainstream on the main line
Want the same lean and the gang signs
And the lame lines on the FaceTime
Want the thot talk + the fake crimes
So the main thing is I can't sign
Stop playin' with 'em
Opps sprayin' at 'em
Depraved had to stop stayin' with 'em
Deep graves left a lot layin' in 'em
Whoa
Said a prayer and then God came with it
Bought the crib and the lot came with it
Whoa
Ok ok ok ok ok he broke the bank
I left the label with a smile on my face
Thought I'd pump the brakes but I'm pickin' up the pace
Standing on my faith I can't sit around and wait
I been sittin' with the ghost
I been listenin
Said don't move
Off of fear or adrenaline
Two tours 'bout to hit the road like a Michelin
Two breaths in then exhale for the benefit
Had to pick the pen up
Had to pick my chin up
40 days, 40 days night
Got my discipline up
Had to learn how to forgive
And give my bitterness up
Couldn't wait 'til I was perfect
Had to learn it on the way
Ok ok ok ok ok he broke the bank
I left the label with a smile on my face
Thought I'd pump the brakes but I'm pickin' up the pace
Standing on my faith I can't sit around and wait
