[Verse]
I got so many loses and blessing around my head
I got out of my freaking bad
I was eating chilli out of the pan
Y'all can't trust God, while I can
Here's something that y'all can't understand
I was in the studio and got lit
Hold up, 50k on my wrist
I am rapping faster
I'm even like a master, aye
If you don't trust God, he gon' be mad, aye
You didn't know that I can rap fast, aye
Sick of the haters who mess, aye
I can do again, y'all on my chest, aye
I'm making some heat, while y'all make a mess, aye
How you feeling with these G's that you talk you talk to?
Jesus is my homie, he makes love, and do what he do
Shoutout Lecrae, that gospel rapper
I won't last, till I'm gonna clap ya
Get that bump, get that bump, get that bump
Look at you, go pray to God, my G, I'm no chump
Hey, y'all don't love the haters
Cause their hair is dirty and they got no flavors

[Outro]
Gospel love, aye