(Verse 1)

Who got the keys to the whip let’s drive

Who got the tracks and composed these vibes

Who operates with the Ghost inside

That Holy Spirit no poltergeist

Who got a lot on their mind today?

I got time today

Dark boy prayed for brighter days

Silencio, concéntrate

Tryna figure out what God would say

Try that bible today

Y’all seeking for answers all kinda ways

Doing all kind of thangs

It’s kinda strange, how they say they know Christ okay

When the pressures on, they can’t find they faith

So they whine and complain

Indulging in Wine for they pain, instead of just trying to pray

They’re conquered by Shame

Forgetting that Christ is the way, the wave, the way, the wave/

Pit stop, team got drive like Nissans

Wrist watch, they wasting time on tik tok

Gift shop, they say I'm gifted with hip hop

Giving you tracks to play for the streets, the church, your sons and daughters no kidz bop

I don't engage with the riff raff

I see a problem, I pray and I flip that whoa

They did me wrong, no get backs

Vengeance? God said nope He'd get that whoa

Devil had thought he had got me, attacking my mind, and my health, and my pockets

I had support from my migos, RIP Takeoff, jump in my Rocket ship

Hook