| Yeah
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| It’s 2019, we goin' in
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| But, you know you can’t jump on the track without stretching
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| You’ll pull somethin', let’s go
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| Just a lil' stretch for the warm-up (Yeah), prep 'fore the war come
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| Dress wit' a sword if you rep till the Lord come
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| Died this morning and stepped on the corpse
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| Jumped fresh out the morgue just to flex with the torch up (Ugh!)
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| And, yes, I’m a mess, I was messed up before
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| Got saved, then messed up some more stuff
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| Destined for Hell, fell coulda' been left on the floor
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| But the Lord met death on the forefront
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| Door shut, now we go hard, ain’t no other way
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| Say «Bye» to sin, invite Him in, like a One A Day
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| Fight to win, new life begin, old done away
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| Stick a knife in the Leviathan, give the Son His praise (Yeah!)
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| I am blessed in the realest way (Blessed!)
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| I was blessed 'fore the check ever hit the bank (Yes!)
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| But, I ain’t sleep on somebody else flow (Real talk)
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| Now, I’m feelin' invest in the real estate (Praise God!)
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| Now, they prolly say I’m on my Creflo
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| I bet folks in the comments finna feel a way (So what?)
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| It’s best that you keep it in your chest stored
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| Or run up at a show and get pressed into lemonade
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| Oops! |
| Anyway, I said I was finna stay
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| Smoke free in 2019, what I meant to say
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| I just want the blessings to hit me and ricochet
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| Till the day what I get match what I give away
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| Bizzle
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| Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Lotto)
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| Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Jesus with me everywhere that I go (I go)
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| Got me feeling like I hit the lotto (Yeah!)
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| Aye, I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Aye, you hit the lotto (You hit the lotto)
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| Aye, we hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Christ died for you, boy, you hit the lotto (Yeah!)
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| (Click, click) I done hit the Lotto
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| Hands on the numbers like the face on my Movado
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| You happy shooter is backward? |
| Then, homie, felicidado
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| Wait, you tellin' me you ain’t got no Bizzle in your Serato? |
| (Point 'em out,
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| Corner)
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| All your monetary idols gotta' fall
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| Feeling like the weekend like only ones with the Powerball
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| Gettin' the Mega Millions and acting like a shark
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| But, I’m looking and I see the mental, fam, like a Tylenol (Woo!)
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| Uh, I’m smoke free, too
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| Hard when I see a hater gums flappin', an', homie, I ain’t actin'
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| An' I ain’t talkin' rappin'
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| I’m talkin' 'bout running up when I see you like: «Hey what happen!?» |
| Calm down
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| Put down the past for Christ
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| And just focus on the beauty of the afterlife
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| I ain’t never 'bout to gamble, so, I pass the dice
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| And keep God Over Money, that’s that cash for life (Ugh!)
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| Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Lotto)
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| Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Jesus with me everywhere that I go (I go)
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| Got me feeling like I hit the lotto (Yeah!)
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| Aye, I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Aye, you hit the lotto (You hit the lotto)
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| Aye, we hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
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| Christ died for you, boy, you hit the lotto (Yeah!) |