I ain't from the streets but my daddy was

Like a Dewalt, he kept a tool with him

Like Johnny Cash, God cut him down

He knew the gamblers he went to school with them

He taught me you gotta earn this shit

Fuck around you gonna burn this shit down

Put a Laker beat on a t-shirt 'cause I'm gonna murder it now

Through hell and back got a crazy past

Little family trauma and a heart of glass

And it did break (Did break)

We was fourteen stealing daddy's weed

Making 250 on a Wednesday

Outcast, no Andre, but I've been that since the fifth grade

I don't care what her friends say

God's got a plan for me

The devil trying to bring me down

But I believe

They can't take my soul from me

I know they've been trying

But I believe

I believe

Okay, we found out the hard way this shit ain't sweet

Y'all talking shit like you court side

Y'all really Spike Lee's

No, you Jack Nicholson's

I took the shot I made the shit, I'm like Phil Mickelson

You think that you really him

But you sidekicks Khris Middleton

Without Giannis, whose him again like? (Who's him?)

I feel like a kid again

This music shit I did for him

Just to say that we did it Vic, like Amen

God's got a plan for me

Got a plan

The devil trying to bring me down

But I believe

Yes, I believe in You, Lord

They can't take my soul from me

Take my soul

I know they've been trying

But I believe

I believe

Now I believe

Now I believe

God's got a plan

He's got a plan for a man

Kinda plan for man like me