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Five, four, three, two, one God gave me the keys, so I'm lockin' in Had to get off TikTok, watch how I be clockin' in Felt the Holy Spirit on the stage when I was walkin' in If you got a problem with me, you gon' have to talk to Him Big facts, this what happen off of big stacks Sold that Range Rover, deuces, I don't miss that (deuces) Had to get all my excuses on a diss track I be walkin' where the truth is, ain't no zigzag No more, tell 'em adios (adios) Started from the bottom (hey) Now we with the Holy Ghost (with the Holy Ghost) Only way to get up high is if you get down low Ay, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) Yeah, whoa, yeah, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) Yeah, whoa, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (body drop) Yeah, whoa, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) I never stop, God brought me to the top Guess I got to wait around and see how hard it Drop, drop, drop, just kill the beat This a whole song about humility I stay clear of where the sinners be 'Cause I know that's where many of the villains be Me and my fam try to keep a low profile (whoa) Head stay straight, don't worry 'bout a profile (whoa) Can't burn out when you keep it on the low dawg (whoa) They say, "No way," now they saying, "Oh, wow" No more, tell 'em adios (adios) Started from the bottom Now we with the Holy Ghost (with the Holy Ghost) Only way to get up high is if you get down low Ay, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) Yeah, whoa, yeah, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) Yeah, whoa, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) Yeah, whoa, had to make it to the top Just to see how hard they drop (drop) I never stop droppin' to the top Guess I got to wait around and see how hard it drop Whoo Yeah, yeah, yeah Mm Okay, okay, yeah, yeah It ain't how you start, it's how you finish (whoo, how you finish) Like nine to five, we stand on business (stand on business) Just to catch up, you gon' need a village (need a village, whoo) Okay, okay, okay, we got no limits, huh We got no limits, huh, yeah I put on my J's, you already know the Dilla (Dilla) But this ain't a game (whoo), this is life, this is a killer He'll try to trap your soul, I ain't talkin' Bryson Tiller But really, he's a dog standin' next to a Gorilla My ability to go grill a beat, this from Elohim Ain't no competition in my game, it's just me on me And this composition ain't for fame it's for G-O-D Tell the devil, "Go back where you came" 'cause we walkin' free Hop on the stage, and I'm ready for war I'm not the same person I was before I see Revival, bring in on the floor I pray it makes its way out the door In Jesus name, we breaking out of Hades I might be doing this until I'm 80 I levelled up all the way just to say that Ain't how you start, it's how you finish (whoo, how you finish) Like nine to five, we stand on business (mm, stand on business) Just to catch up, you gon' need a village (need a village, whoo) Okay, okay, okay, we got no limits, huh We got no limits I put on my J's (whoo), I put on my J's, J baby I put on my J's, I put on my J's, J Dilla I put on my J's (whoo), I put on my J's, J baby I put on my J's, I put on my J's, J Dilla
Writer(s): Forrest Neil Frank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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