Lyrics

They tried to kill me but I never die I'm aiming Cannon's at they dome till I'm in the sky And I ain't stopping on the mission till it's realized And rappers claiming that they real that's a real lie And now I'm back up in the premises Top of Mount Zion sending prayers to my nemesis Start the game blowing we gone call that SEGA Genesis And kamikaze to them demons if they walk the premises Now I'm back in my bag Reminiscing I was wishing I was back Of the Bach Or be packing a mac In the back of the Acura bad Now I'm stacking them dragging them to my Immaculate Dad woah The Spirit got me going Hercules Head locking on the game till it hurt to breathe I Roc Nations for the Rock with a urgency I ain't the next Jay Z I'm the first of me And Soul District be the dynasty So tell them major labels I ain't got no time for the Lies that they sell it's all the rodeo They offer me that molieo for stealing my pro-folio Own every song in my catalog Building generation wealth till I'm in the morgue My people want what they can't afford And wonder why we are all in debt when we growing old I used to have dreams that I'd buy a chain Nowadays I'm more impressed trying to start a chain Follow one course till success dawg Then you make all that money and reinvest dog Trying to get them double M's with no gunplay Living solar-powered doing with the Son say Only real ones that's eating from my entrée Cause when it's Hammertime only Few keep it 1K Cosigned by the Most High Waking every morning sunglasses and a bowtie Was blind to it now I see it with a close eye My biggest devastation was attached to a gold mine Jay Sanon the heavens where I landed Pop's left me abandon cut up with bandages Got New Editions like Mike Bivins They might miss it The strife giving the knife risen But Christ risen! I'm blacking out like I forgot to pay the light bill You hear the thunder when I write but my sites still On the One who gave life and who sterilize On His return I will cheer like I'm paralyzed Until then I spit nothing but the straight truth If Jesus with me there ain't nothing I can't do And through the rumors and lies I gotta stay true And though the temperature rise I gotta stay cool NEVER DIE! It's Soul District
Writer(s): Jonathan Sanon, Elijah Valentine Lambright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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