I ain't with the chit-chat

Devil want his lick back

Word in my hand like a sword tell him get back

Russell Westbrook, I'm on board, did you get that?

Lord put me on, hmm, ran to it like four flat

I ain't with the chit-chat

Devil want his lick back

Word in my hand like a sword tell him get back

Need y'all to stop treating God like he abstract

Open up that Bible and you'll see that it's real facts

Ayy, some of y'all is faker than a toupee

He gave you the play, but you ran off like Usain

Through the hard times, your faith you gotta maintain

They tried to change me, told him nah I'll do my own thing (What, what)

From GA to LA

Praise unto Him, joyful noise it will be made

If I'm in a bind, know he's coming to my aid

I don't pay it back, cause that debt done been paid

Joke's on you, enemy tried to block, sit back, watch us do

All I need is God, these beats, and my crew

We gon praise heaven down to a place near you

Ok, ok, it's safe to assume

Been budding too long, think it's time for us to bloom

They thought he wasn't real till he hopped out that tomb

Now hit yo smeeze hands to the upper room

I ain't with the chit-chat

Devil want his lick back

Word in my hand like a sword tell him get back

Russell Westbrook, I'm on board, did you get that?

Lord put me on, hmm, ran to it like four flat

I ain't with the chit-chat

Devil want his lick back

Word in my hand like a sword tell him get back

Need y'all to stop treating God like he abstract

Open up that Bible and you'll see that it's real facts

Brodie told you we don't chit-chat

I'ma let the way I move speak, cause I'm like that

In the book, reing-up on word is where I be at

Trying to make sure everything I'm spitting is that real facts

Hmm, matter of fact, I got you

Achoo!

My God done blessed me, so he got you

Everybody in his eyes the same, is that not true? (wait, wait)

Let me keep going and keep growing

My God told me to bear fruit, and that's what's showing (ok, ok)

But I ain't stingy with it,

If I got it, I'ma give it, that's how I been living

Everybody clutching pearls, and I can't get with it

They living with their fists closed, now I know what's missing

I don't get the vision, but I know they tripping

Worried about the next man, they gon miss the mission

Operating in your calling, forget the competition

I ain't with the chit-chat

Devil want his lick back

Word in my hand like a sword tell him get back

Russell Westbrook, I'm on board, did you get that?

Lord put me on, hmm, ran to it like four flat

From G.A. to L.A

(What?)

(Okay, okay, okay)

(Tell em I ain't with the chit-chat)