Yeah
Aye, I don't care if you get mad or not
You always talking bout that bag you got
I guess that's why you like to brag a lot
You never had a lot, that's why you flash your cash and shop
That little jackboy got that plastic Glock
He run up on you, he want everything you have and got
Your mama screaming "Son, this has to stop!"
It ain't gon' stop until they put you in that plastic box
Oh, you say you want that bag til they body bag your body then they leave you on that ave
Oh, you say you want that bag til they body bag your body then they leave you on that ave

Traded your soul for an exchange
It's like you sold it for a chain
It's like you sold it for some fame
So everybody out here in the world can know your name
You say you like thе way it feels
When everybody scrеam your name, it feels like music to your ears
Remember Lucifer got kicked out of Heaven for the same thang
Thinking he can take the glory from God like he was supreme, nah
I'm not afraid to offend you by speaking truth to you
That whirly music polluting you and confusing you
I'm not afraid to offend you by speaking truth to you
That whirly music polluting you and confusing you
So you can tag your favorite rapper if you wanna
Tag your favorite pastor, tag your daddy or your mama
I'm out here preaching in a river of piranhas
Where the killer quick to kill you if they see the figure on ya
You see, the one that lives within me though is stronger
My God who lives within me can protect me, Holy Father
One third of angels have fallen and drifted away like Solomon
They causing problems and problems for those who follow them
And every day, every day is like a party
Murder, money, and molly
Burners bloody from bodies
And lunatics with crucifixes holding a loaded shotty
Sicker than a nazi demanding like kamikaze
Can't you see, don't you see what they're promoting?
Drinking, sniffing, n smoking
Can't see when the wound is open
Don't you see, can't you see what they're promoting?
Drinking, sniffing, n smoking
Can't see when the wound is open
I come in the name of Jesus
No other name that can free us
Satan cannot defeat us, yuh
I come in the name of Jesus
No other name that can free us
Satan cannot defeat us, nah
I don't care if you get mad or not
You always talking bout that bag you got
I guess that's why you like to brag a lot
You never had a lot, that's why you flash your cash and shop
That little jackboy got that plastic Glock
He run up on you, he want everything you have and got
Your mama screaming "Son, this has to stop!"
It ain't gon' stop until they put you in that plastic box
Oh, you say you want that bag til they body bag your body then they leave you on that ave
Oh, you say you want that bag til they body bag your body then they leave you on that ave
I'm not afraid to offend you by speaking truth to you
That whirly music confusing you and polluting you
I'm not afraid to offend you by speaking truth to you
That whirly music polluting you and confusing you