[Intro]
Yeah, I believe you God, I'm praying for your hate, haha
Aye, aye, yeah, love the Lord to all times
Aye, yeah

[Verse 1]
Tie up that hand, boy
Don't even do that, cause I got bands, boy
God is up touched by your gentle hand
Boy, when I pray to him, he the man
No Will Smith but we the Princes
Saying “Oh” cause he roast her so hard
Not only your mother in law, cause she loves cars
Love the Lord, but I need to take a break from chruch
Rather relax, rather pray for the hate cause from all the work
Boy, I maybe look like XXX, but I be fast rapping
Know what you think, you wanna keep that napkin
So you can talk to it, and play with it for your napping

[Hook]
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord
Up like a Christian, I love the Lord

[Verse 2]
All these hardhead brothers tryna steal my vibe
You ain't nothing without your battle cry
On my shine, when I was 9, boy, I never be that whiner
I be cooling, sitting down, chilling with my bros
That ain't my line, boy, you know I go Cam-Pro
I'm already saying yes, so why you keep asking
I already got the music flow just like Michael Jackson
I'm already bigger, no Future but I got a mink coat
Better than a freaky boy, I love the Lord
Hardhead boy, looking like a freak brother
Yes I am praying to God, better than a slick brother
I'm the one, yeah, I'm already having lovers
Don't talk to my brother from another mother
I'll beat you brother, I'll battle you brother

[Outro]
Oh, shoot
Ay that was a good freaking freestyle
God bless y'all, love y'all