LITE!

Yeah
Banging loud in a rarri
I'm just feeling so empty
Wait I got Jesus with me
Ok uhh I'm just feeling like whitney
Yeah yeah music got me overdosed
We ain't flexing we boast (ha flex)
We ain't making no shows

Till I showed em who the boss
We ain't taking no loss
This year all the despair and the sorrows to the floor
Boutta get it for the king, All the rappers in the scene
Throwing money to the ceiling ceiling
We is gonna take and invest it in him
Where the orphanages and the cells?

Boutta go on missions
Less talk more actions
Less sin more living
More singing more rapping
Less taking more giving
Less faking more uh wait look yeah yeah

Never thought that I'd be making music on a higher level
Jesus steer the boat and I am on the pedal
All the medals give em to the artists
I'm just tryna tell the world he got this
All the mediocrity yeah we never settle
Never settle always on a better level
Where is trouble?
I am here so get your shovel
Boutta work, we staying uncomfortable. Yeah