Dance Now

Look, look

J-I-D back in the city with it

Jiddy done been all across the globe

They say JID a scribbler, he silly with it

When he spitting, I hope he don't sell his soul

He should be good, man, he signed to Cole

He from the hood, ****, down the road

He was just jugging right by the stove

Then they saw the patrol, it was time to roll

Saw the patrol, it was time to ride

Motor running on Memorial Drive

Got a country cousin cruising with that blammer in Savannah at the Florida-Georgia line

Got a couple family members in Atlanta, not Atlanta, we let Omerettà decide

They just gon' let that Beretta fly 'cause you **** bugging, spray pesticides

It's me and the bros, it's no extra guys

And they moving weight, it's no exercise

We could pick a date to come stretch you out

Only showing muscle when it's flexing time

You could see the hustle, you could recognize

Overcame struggle when the Devil tried

Let me bare it all when I'm telling God

You know I'ma rant when I talk to Jah

**** said that I can't, damn lie

Ain't dapping no hand, sanitize

We gon' slide on your man, landslide

It's a nine in my pants, hand cocked

You gon' try to recant, you can't now

I can step on a ant, ant pile

I'ma shoot at the ground, dance now

Dance, uh, dance, shh, dance

Oh, what a handsome gift

To live in the land of sin

Riding with bags and bricks

And my lil' nasty chick

That's what I asked of Him

Told me He'd grant my wish

Don't you dance with the devil

You'll never dance again

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance (I'm not a—)

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

I'm not a—, uh

I'm not a two-stepping man, I said I do not dance

It's a gun inside my pants, and the whole world's in his hands

It depends, penny for your sins

Shooting up the block, can't stop revenge

Nappy dreadlocks like a Rasta man

Where the story ends and the plot begins

Momma said, "The messiah is in moccasins"

Tried to save the kids in them apartments, and

Show a way to live with other options

Opulence, decadence, Black excellence, and lots of it

I could cop the newest Beamer, Bentley, or Balenciagas

I could pay for this lil' **** scholarship

I ain't caught up in rap **** politics

Play with me and you playing yourself

Playing with death, say 'em a prayer

Kathy and Karl got a K on the shelf

I'm in DeKalb County open-carrying, catering chef

Cooking up another plate of the best

Me and Christo got it poppin' like it's Crisco

Fried chicken, I'm lickin' her thighs, then I put my face in her breast

I took a drive, my plug on the west side of Atlanta

He known to finesse guys

With a hammer on Campbellton, headshots

On the camera, knock out a dreadlock

That's a felony charge, he caught a F

**** come to the A and get X'd out

But I only been hit 'cause I'm trying to help

Only one you can help is yourself now

**** said that I can't, damn lie

Ain't dapping no hand, sanitize

We gon' slide on your man, landslide

It's a nine in my pants, hand cocked

You gon' try to recant, you can't now

I can step on a ant, ant pile

I'ma shoot at the ground, dance now

Dance, uh, dance, shh, dance

Oh, what a handsome gift

To live in the land of sin

Riding with bags and bricks

And my lil' nasty chick

That's what I asked of Him

Told me He'd grant my wish

Don't you dance with the devil

You'll never dance again

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Dance now

Dance, dance, shh, dance

Life is a journey, you know? Not a destination

Lean not towards the egoistic intonations

Positive vibrations bring real liberation

It's the will of the heart, the strength of the mind

And the love of the creator that will help us rise out of these sadistic situations

And experience the purity that exists in our creation, you know?