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Came in the game with a three piece

I got the blood yeah I got the stripes, woah

Laced up down to the feet, I can't take defeat

That's checks over stripes, woah

Got no time to be a dope fiend (no time)

I'm just tryna' keep this all clean (oh yeah)

I follow all of the hype b

Like I'm tryna' to keep all the soles clean like woah, yeah

Don't be concerned with the motor

I swear that the drive is unheard of (woo!)

Yeah, I ain't concerned with the modem

I stay connected with the server (okay)

You look a little upset (huh)

Must have been something I said (huh)

Why you hatin' on the Bible (why)

Must have been something it said, yeah

Father, Son, Holy Spirit

Saved by the bread and the blood

Used to get kicked out of church 'cause

I dipped the bread in the blood

Quien ta encima es la misma quien yo hablar con en la tarde

Que ta arrento de mi cuerpo esta limpio, ya tu sabe

Yeah, you can tell the people who ridin'

Imma tell the people who drivin'

Raced in the hood, diamond buried in the dirt

Wasn't really worth finding

Tellin' all the people no crying, I found the one to abide in

Young Boop black sheep

I was in too deep, but He went sea-diving (ay ay ay ay!)

Thief in the night, here He come in the sky

When you put up a fight, then you dead or alive

What impresses the people, I cripple the people

That cripple the people that's crippled I mean it

When I say I don't want the glory, I mean it

When I say I'm not the same Torey, I mean it

Amen hallelujah, KB undefeated

Evil gotta eat it, God can be seated

Seeing all the pain, seeing all the change

Changing my perspective, what was my objective?

Object of my faith, always been rejected

President elected, it don't really matter

'Cause I always had a king

They made they bed, now they gotta lay in it

Coffin mistook for California king

Had to go back to back like 2-4 did in '09 and '10 (Kobe)

I go behind the back like no look pass

From that boy Rondo, yeah (woo!)

Hold on tight to that gold soul

Know that's my type of bankroll

High price so no easy money (no!)

Eternal on the payroll (you know!)

I had to smash like one time

G.O.D. army and I'm on the frontline (ay!)

Everyone look a little shaky like reverb added to the baseline (woo!)

Side chain, side chain, side chain

Check out the piece on my neckline (peace)

I ain't got time to be stressin' yeah

Check out the peace on my head like

We not for sale, you can't hear that? (I'll just say it in braille)

All of this way, hope that lucy (she don't tip the scale)

Charged up like the energizer

These days off, I don't take none

Fed up with these handouts, like burnt toast swear I've been done

Had to go back to back like Philly and Toronto

Back to back like Celtics, Rondo

Back to back like Lavar and Lonzo

Hangin' off the top hole, screamin' like a whine though

Yellin' dark to light, light

View the light go, hope it ain't a crime no

Killin' everything I step on

Bug life, turns to ripped bones

Shrug like, pray you don't get caught in a trap

Like a bug, white got loose out of the trap

I'm makin' something tight, ah!

Pray I don't let them kill my vibe

My sin got nowhere to hide

Runnin' my race, Imma take it in stride

Tryna' to be the best Torey alive

It's Boopie, period

Altro da NXTMIKE/Torey D'Shaun

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