Sauce Is Forever

[Intro]
Yeah
Figured I'd switch the flow up a lil’ bit, yeah (That boy Cassius)
Hey (G-God Over Money)
Yeah (N-N-Nonstop)

[Verse 1]
Man, that's crazy
Forty days, God, I've been schwazy
Grew the beard out, that ain’t shady
That's a bird, man, I ain't baby
Talkin' hope-hop, that's so crazy
How I got a shot, raised a beansprout up
Put a crown upon her head
So the boys see and know that's a lady
If you ain't catch a double that time
On the last rhyme, dog, I could help ya
I got plenty more where that came from
When I brainstorm, I need shelter
It's enough water from the Most High
Even low tide, He gon’ wet ya
Better learn how to dance in the rain
Ain’t no use without a umbrella (My God)
When I yap for the King, I'ma lap anything
On a track with a rap when I scrap in a ring
Packin’ a Mac when I cock back and I swing
Get a pap and you gotta lay flat when it (Ding)
That's a mantra
Change the way y'all see the Father
Sing praise to the Most High
So when most die, y'all see his honor
He was drippin’ with the backlash
And he let 'em zip him in a black bag
For the intermission was a hashtag
But the demolition wasn't that sad
It was intuition and a premonition
But the imposition wasn't that bad
It was cynicism with the inhibition
But the bigger vision was the last laugh
It was sinners sinnin', it was killers killin'
It was dealers dealin' for the cash grab
But the winners winnin', he was penicillin
'Til it's in remission, homie, that's that
So the superstition is a backstab
'Cause a bigger mission was an ASVAB
So the new commission is to blast back
Or sit in the kitchen with a backsplash, my God
Eyes on the prize, pray about it for the outcome
Rock with Him for the foundation
Couldn't have made it here without one, my God
Yeah, real talk, I'ma strap mine
Ever since I heard about
How the saints all got to pack 9s
Pentecostal to synagogues
Man, everybody gettin' flatlined
I'ma lift up one hand
And the other hand, I'll clap mine
A lot of y'all won't get that
But I pray y'all that a click-clack
Won't lay a body out prostrate
'Cause a prayin' hand was a mismatch, my God

[Pre-Chorus]
Came through drippin' (Yeah)
They were like, "Man, you slippin'"
He was like, "Man, you trippin'"
Look at my manuscript then
I be like, "Man, I'm different"
They be like, "Man, you spittin'"
I be like, "Man, I'm Christian"
Sauced up and I came through drippin'

[Chorus]
(Drip, drip) Came through drippin'
(Drip, drip) Came out different
(Drip, drip) Man, I'm Christian
Got rinsed and I came through drippin'
(Drip, drip) Came through drippin'
(Drip, drip) Came out different
(Drip, drip) Man, I'm Christian
Got rinsed and I came through drippin'

[Verse 2]
Man, I've been so blessed (Yeah)
I ain't gotta have no stress (Nah)
Y'all just aim for the heart (Yeah)
Y'all should've aimed for the neck (21)
Real talk, man, that's beat that (Beat that)
Stay flow pan, where the crease at? (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna find where the sheep at (Yeah)
Point my dog where the chief at (21)
I ain't got it figured out, though (Nah)
Homie, that's why I need Him more (Yeah)
That's why I'm lookin' up now (Yeah)
'Member when I had to be the floor (Oh yeah)
Then the heart, He replaced it
Old mask got a facelift (Yeah, yeah)
Whole past I was faithless (Yeah)
Livin' too foul to the play switch, on God, yeah (Yeah)
I ain't send Him no prayers
I ain't send Him no prayers, yeah (Nah, yeah)
Actin' like He won't there
Actin' like He won't there (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't know I was priceless (Yeah)
I was walkin' 'round lifeless (Yeah)
Stay full of my vices (Yeah)
Man, let me kill it all righteous (Uh)
D-d-devil, no play with me
You don't got nothin' to say to me, this not a play to me
Out of my way, I got a DT
Not with the fakery, I'm not up under your bakery
Not in your agency
But I'm a product of bravery, out of your slavery
I took a bite of the Bread of Life and it was savory
Y'all got a halo and drapery, you not okay with me, nah (Uh)
All in the background tryna get the body to back down
And puttin' your hands on me like I'm in a security patdown
But I'm chucklin' like I'm in a room wit' a class clown
I don't know why you botherin' after the fact
'Cause I'm ready to clap back in a battle attack
Strappin' the Bible in black, rapper's a battlin' axe
And I'ma shine and light enough for the travelin' back, let's go (Let's go)
Y'all don't really want rap, y'all really want groovy (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta be it like Marvin (Woo), wit' a fade like Boosie (Yeah)
Got a queen on the right hand, God plugged mine out a movie (Yeah, yeah)
Christ bars and the mic's dead, man, I'ma make y'all woozy (Yeah)
If you like God bars, word up, and if not, y'all, sue me (Word)
Whole pop, God Over Money, dawg, can't none of y'all move me (Nah)
Yeah (Yeah), can't none of y'all move me (Nah)
If you like God bars, word up, and if not, y'all, sue me (Sue me)
Uh, yeah (Yeah), I'ma make y'all woozy (Yeah)
Whole pop, God Over Money, dawg, can't none of y'all move me
Facts

[Outro]
God is doin' a new thang in our lives, Lord
We're doin' a new thang through Jesus Christ
God—doin' a new thang through our music
We're doin' a n—