god's work interlude

shit. damn. wrong nigga to let speak

off beat uh daddy was a deadbeat

uh same beat

let me get my tempo

ain't no shooting out the window

man you know this ain't the 90's niggas walking up

fuck all that talking stuff

that's what they taught us bruh

like ain't you sick of this shit that niggas caughin up

uh mr. officer offering you in the open uh

hope stronger than anything i be smokin'. potent shhhh

let me get my focus

momma got evicted

man the day we seen that notice

it was all bad

we ain't have nowhere to sleep

uh snuck back in and we had stayed there for like a week

deep!

all we had was dry cereal

uh!

think that was cheerios

but they don't hear me doe

uh from a place where niggas get killed at

real rap that's why i never got my chill back

uh even when i'm quiet i be turnt

and i ain't tryna cause no riots with my verse. but ya'll be bitchin

complaining bout a system tryna understand your vision when you glorifying a prison. man that shit weak

talking about how you get all the faze

no nigga you was twisting all the braids

uh i stayed awake in the stressing and manifested a blessin

i used that shit as a weapon uh

fuck i stayed awake in a horror. turn that shit to my armor

i'll forever protect it uh

shit using everything as lesson

turn everything into a blessing

swear i'm never contesting

that's god's work