Na-na-na, wait
Na-na-na-na-na, listen
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, ok
When they see the shine every time I slide
They say that they know I'm a dawg
Still ain't hit my prime, every single line
Monty gotta show 'em the raw
Finally saw a sign, Brasel hit my line
Told me, "Jay, don't blow it big, dawg"
If we stackin', then you know I'ma call
If I'm lackin', I'ma go and evolve
Told 'em I was in a trap, devil on my back
Had to get Jehovah involved
They've been studying my tracks
If I never rap, their entire flow would dissolve
I heard they talk behind my back, see me give me dap
I know that they hope I'ma fall
That's why I be on my own, I withdraw
I'm Curry, but they don't throw me the ball
Man, I had to keep a crib where the demons live
I was on my own, it was hard
You could really see my ribs, couldn't feed my kids
I was hoping brodie would call
Now I gotta speak to live with the seasoning
And they give me holy applause
I just had to put my soul at the altar
I got right, I dove in the water
I know the devil talking on the web again, I won't even "@" him
Heard he cookin' up a meal again, I won't "Eve and Adam"
I'm the black leather, fact checker
I'm your dad's Reverend, the mad veteran
I'll leave a rapper on his back, severed and cracked
For all that irrelevant cap
No cap, I'm actually back again
I'm packing like Pakistan, settled in the saddle
I'm tagging, I'm tapping in, I battled the baddest men
All these rappers is babbling-dabbling
You the gravel that I travel on
I'm a Babylon steppin', catalog wreckin'
Analog weapon, I shoot 'em up like a camera man, understand?
The flow is the deep sea, really water
Know it's a deep need for the Father
We oughta seek harder and lead
Like Moses when the sea parted, I mean
My homie in the street, fall to my knees
I hope he don't delete somebody for cream
We go back to the Corduroy jeans
Lord, clean my team
I'm giving my pen to heal 'em up
I did what I did to get it done
'Cause in the end, my kin will live again
My friend ascended up
I'm sippin' redemption in a cup
This ain't a trend, give it up
You're embarrassing the One that's bearing sin, I gotta lift Him up
You might never see me with that Fendi on me
But you might see me with the Psalm 50, homie
I might run up in hell with-
Wait, that's it
You might never see me with that Fendi on me
But you might see me with the Psalm 50, homie
I might run up in hell with the blicky on me
I'ma, fah-fah-fah!
When they see the shine every time I slide
They say that they know I'm a dawg
Still ain't hit my prime, every single line
Monty gotta show 'em the raw
Finally saw a sign, Brasel hit my line
Told me, "Jay, don't blow it big, dawg"
If we stackin', then you know I'ma call
If I'm lackin', I'ma go and evolve
Told 'em I was in a trap, devil on my back
Had to get Jehovah involved
They've been studying my tracks
If I never rap, their entire flow would dissolve
I heard they talk behind my back, see me give me dap
I know that they hope I'ma fall
That's why I be on my own, I withdraw
I'm Curry, but they don't throw me the ball