Sevin
Yankin
Yeah
Sevin
Forever mobbin bruh

[Verse 1: Sevin]
Yuh
What's a heathen to a saint?
Pears and apples
Jesus pulled a gank on my pair of shackles
From where it's grimey
Used to find me in the lair of jackals
He elevated me higher than some pteradactyles
No pessimism just faith stretchin' my mechanism
I'm on the job if it's mobbin' I am the definition
Favor isn't fair it is nepotism
We'll lay hands on you player
Call it exorcism
The crew's known for the two tone
Black and purple
The fellowship's hella thick
And my family matters
You sin so your wins low
I crack with Urkel
War with hell
Got more shells than a sack of turtles
O-A
They know what the time is
I don't look up to nobody
I'm a blind kid
I'm bringing Jesus where it's needed where the crime is
And that should help you n***as see just where my mind is