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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lecrae
Vocals
Lecrae Moore
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lecrae
Songwriter
Dacoury Natche
Songwriter
Ernest Dion Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Jumper
Assistant Engineer
DJ Dahi
Producer
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Producer
Jacob Morris
Mixing Engineer
Zach Paradis
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Aye Biz, let it drop right here
You better tell me if you with me
I know the Devil tryna stop me
Got these people out here wishin' they could pop me
If they want me
Come and get me
Man, I ain't scared of none of y'all
The only thing I fear, the IRS and God
If you wanna go against me
Nah, they prolly better think twice
Got angels over my head, war on my mind
If ya want me, come and get me
Well, y'all might as well go 'head
I'm prolly more of a threat to y'all while I'm dead though
Twenty-four years old
My momma brought me to the globe
Tried to tell me it was cold
And taught me how to keep the coat
Nah-nah-nah, she told me to go to school and get my education
But remember there's a bias to them books that they be makin'
Gave me Soul on Ice and taught me
'Bout them little pastors
Told me God ain't white
And that there's more to life than rap and I
Expressed my opinions, my faith, and my views
If they wanna keep me quiet
Tell 'em do it
You better tell me if you with me
I know the Devil tryna stop me
Got these people out here wishin' they could pop me
If they want me
Come and get me
Man, I ain't scared of none of y'all
The only thing I fear, the IRS and God
If you wanna go against me
Nah, they prolly better think twice
Got angels over my head, war on my mind
If ya want me, come and get me
Well, y'all might as well go 'head
I'm prolly more of a threat to y'all while I'm dead though
Huh, once upon a time
God opened up my mind
And He showed me I don't have to be a product people buy
With this God given wisdom
I can climb out the holes
Stay up out the system
'Cause the system never let you go
Speak the Truth without no fear
It's gon' ruin my career
I've been a mascot for too long
I ain't come here for no cheers
First of all, let me be clear one time
Let me be real one time
If you want a religious puppet
You gon' have to hang this guy
I've been around the world and seen pretty girls get caged up like sex slaves
Crooked cops done pulled me over
Treated me like I ain't made
In the image of God and that's so odd
I'm at Sunday service with a snapback
And if ya hatin' on me go and hate
But if you gon' ride
You better tell me if you with me
I know the Devil tryna stop me
Got these people out here wishin' they could pop me
If they want me
Come and get me
Man, I ain't scared of none of y'all
The only thing I fear, the IRS and God
If you wanna go against me
Nah, they prolly better think twice
Got angels over my head, war on my mind
If ya want me, come and get me
Well, y'all might as well go 'head
I'm prolly more of a threat to y'all while I'm dead though
Ahem, well, um, the sky ain't the limit
To me it's a limitation in a planetary on my navigation
You can follow me to every destination, come on
Let me make it plain
Look I'm just tryna fly witcha
Let me tell it, man look
I ain't never lied to you
I'ma keep it real, I'ma ride witcha
Get the key and peel
If you gettin' money like a keno wheel
Don't and fill up banks go make a mill
If you hatin' on me then you speak in tongues
Get a translator
(Oh yeah)
If you flakin' on me go and let it snow
I got plans later
(Yes I do)
Look, I've been tryna tell 'em since '04, '05
(That's real talk)
Still you know these people doubt me every time
Had an alter ego
But my ego altered at the altar call
Looked up at the ceiling, man
I heard the angels talkin' y'all
What'd they say? They said
I was made in His image, in His likeness
Bite this if you don't like this
Herbs and spices is righteous
Nothin' in the world quite like this
Hold on to it with a tight fist
Prototype this, no matter what yo type is
You better tell me if you with me
I know the Devil tryna stop me
Got these people out here wishin' they could pop me
If they want me
Come and get me
Man, I ain't scared of none of y'all
The only thing I fear, the IRS and God
If you wanna go against me
Nah, they prolly better think twice
Got angels over my head, war on my mind
If ya want me, come and get me
Well, y'all might as well go 'head
I'm prolly more of a threat to y'all while I'm dead though
Written by: Dacoury Natche, Ernest Dion Wilson, Lecrae Moore