Ayy
And I pray for all my homies who carry blickies
Used to take all of my profits, stuff 'em in dickies
Had a heart to reach the mob, they mobbin' with me
Send my prayers up to God, light up the city
Truth
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
And I pray for all my homies who carry blickies
Used to take all of my profits, stuff 'em in dickies
Had a heart to reach the mob, they mobbin' with me
Send my prayers up to God, light up the city
Truth
Yeah
Wait
Clearly I'm not in a rush (Truth)
I quit football in the tenth grade, but I still remember
Under weight, You push
I feel lifted (Yeah)
Remain present in His presence
It don't matter what your gift is (Uh-huh)
Hard times gave me window pain, but boy my windows tinted
Even without the LLC, I'm gon' organize and mind my business
Doing things the B-I-G way, way, way, way, way, way
I can not do this for checks to get paid
Pay-pay-pay-paving ways out the gate
When they run I find place
We the body, too great (Truth)
Don't play safe
Truth
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
And I pray for all my homies who carry blickies
Used to take all of my profits, stuff 'em in dickies
Had a heart to reach the mob, they mobbin' with me
Send my prayers up to God, light up the city, uh
Truth
Ayy, look
I got a glimpse of the future, I feel like I'm Raven-Symoné
All I can see is myself and my family getting the gold (Woah!)
I made a fire and put it inside of my bones
I gotta stick to the code
Boy, what's the point of the mission if I ain't in it for the souls?
Touch my fam', I promise you, you don't want mine
God's solider on the front line
Prophet speaking on the one line
Christopher, I bring the sunshine
If God take me, then I don't mind
Can't be missing what I don't find
Take the old and bring the new wine, oh man
So caught up in likes
I'm too caught up in Christ
And Lucy want my heart
But that don't got a price
I told 'em that we up
But they don't get it, yeah
Ayy, whoo
Love inside of me, I pray I speak on that
Truth
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
Speak on that
Speak on that
Truth inside of me
I pray I speak on that, yeah
And I pray for all my homies who carry blickies
Used to take all of my profits, stuff 'em in dickies
Had a heart to reach the mob, they mobbin' with me
Send my prayers up to God, light up the city, uh
Truth