(intro)

On God I been raisin' the chrism

Word to God I been raisin' the chrism

OG, n*gga. Yea..

(verse)
Abide by the divinity
Highly favored - He admire my solidity
Conversation in soliloquy fam good
Money comin' in, bills paid
That's a Holy Trinity
Now Demons hide from my serenity
Press the pressure through my plexus let it rise wit my energy
Same vibe as a Deity, skin of bronze - hair like wool
The Devil tryna rob my identity
[Trillian] Atlas wit the weight, stackin' it to the grave
Yea I'm back wit Hell flames catchin' em at the gatеs
We gettin stacks at bettеr rates, wack n*ggas 'a hate
But its a fact we'll never change, THAT's until the grave
So praise G-O-D and blaze P-O-T
Keepin' the moves on lock down, we low-key
I'm hot now let me tap into my Elohim
My team winnin' got me happier than Cee Lo Green
Yea!
(break)

Word to God I been raisin' my chrism
Found my niche, they' wishin' I would change the position
Live in mysticism and it been stranger than fiction
Same pimp that been givin' em game if they listen
Can't even miss... With this type of aim and precision
Range and concentration a dangerous collision..

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Movin' too fast for these n*ggas to count the moves
Hopin' I fail now? All you got is doubt to lose
Shawty you asked for it comin' here without ya dude
You knew that I would take you to another altitude
Uh
Fly n*gga hangin' from the drop ceiling
Even back since 'Stone Cold' they couldn't 'Rock' wit 'em
Not real? If that's true then go ahead stop livin'
Cut ya lifespan short 'lil' n*gga chopped 'liver' Uh!

No kiddin'. Keep smoke wit 'em
One rule: When the money call, n*gga go get it!
Got my heart on my sleeve how my fist so chilly
Still gon kick it like my insole slippin'
I see what ya hide even when ya 'window seal' it
For ya stigma, I prescribe dollars on the vision
Gotta keep ya eyes open like the Chronicles Of Riddick
Yeah!