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Soul mission, sole purpose ma knew I was worth it Since the day that I was birthed came out of her lurkin Lookin at all of the nurses she said I was special Knew that shit there was for certain I would’ve thought this world was perfect But it came with some curses Ay read between the verses if the truth you’ve been searchin I woke up I’m alerted I was feelin like a servant Aint apart of this circus my soul been overworkin She cant handle my burden but she say she want a Birkin I fell asleep in churches I ain’t know what he was chirpin Within myself I got faith then prayers start unfoldin' I know that God real but not the way that they had told us
Aye, swing like I’m Tyson but I aint doing no fightin And I been feeling righteous I’m going through enlightenment Conscious of a psychic, in between her like hyphens They sayin’ I don’t know shit but wait til it hit the fan Groundin up in the sand The work put in I seen dividends I’m a bigger man, better man I got a better plan If you don’t understand where’s somebody with some understanding Pineal gland in my crown and I got the upper hand Put the blues in rubber bands I attract abundance Affirmations daily that’s why blessings keep on coming in 369 when I wake I write it 3 times 6 times in the daytime 9 at nighttime Put positive thoughts into your heart It’ll change your DNA Negative thoughts they fall apart Now a nigga thinkin’ straight I don’t even smoke weed no more I put that on the heaven’s gates Speaking on the heaven’s gates I know I’m going to heaven mate
I never thought I’d say this but I’m eating on a vegan plate Don’t take me to chick fil a I’m eating at the grand café They ain’t even open on Sunday anyway Fuck your dinner date You are what you eat I’m countin green eatin’ celery I don’t care what nobody else think or say Self love the best love Self hate got you outta shape Distractions all in your face They tell me when they gone away Donald Trump the last president ain’t no more candidates Turn my backyard to farm land But grew up watching gang land On the block hangin’ I had my drac sangin’ All the negatives you put in You get it back that’s dangerous Felt like all my karma came back when I got famous Put the good in you get the good out I don’t even tote my gun no more cause I'm knowin that I’m good now Universe keep workin for me Aint nobody gonna touch me They say protect chop at all costs They need to change the subject
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