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I'm over here, sharing what I never had Could point out the obvious, I show them instead A lot who Im talking to, they never knew they dad Finna give these groceries straight up out my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Hands out for the mans out Keep moving when the trans out Get hammered when you stand out) I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Ay, Why do you have what you have Gift wrap it and give it back Give more than an autograph) I got, I got, I got plans to feed em out my Oh yeah buddy! Thought you could run from me Im the husband of a chef and I'm on assignment, like who hungry? Came through with the groceries Tater Town to the Pork and Beans Serving up how you holding me? Do exactly what Im 'posed to be like 'eesh Feeding folk, Jesus 5k with them fishes Leader, leader, serving, serving, even wash the dishes Seeing what we got in common, put that in the mentions Now we in community for that commission! Spirit whisper ante up, so I'm all in it But this a marathon, you ain't finish 'til you finished If it ain't G, you should ask what you Xhibt Ain't no reason to brag, i just give what's in my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Hands out for the mans out Keep moving when the trans out Get hammered when you stand out) I got, I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Why do you have what you have Gift wrap it and give it back Give more than an autograph) Why lie to em? Big bags, like 5 of em Matthew 25'n em Wising up, sizing em up Fitted sweats with the ripped denim Feet movin', but who sent em? All props to the God who gives Then the vessel or the gift given, like whoo! The gifting is to teach, sho nuff ain't gone waste it Move where He want me, editorial placement We forget my past, Jesus, stay sure Wipe my sins away, yuh dry erase board I heard you say less, I'ma have to say more I'm on my bodega, you gon' see what's in store Poppin' pop zoom off anti lag, understand it's more than swag, It's eternal what Im giving out my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out of my, bag I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Hands out for the mans out Keep moving when the trans out Get hammered when you stand out) I got, I got, I got plans to feed em out my, bag (Why do you have what you have Gift wrap it and give it back Give more than an autograph) I got, I got, I got plans to feed em out my
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