[Hook]
Have you ever been to heaven with a God
Cuz ain't too many n***as out here rocking halos
Tryna drop the sh** to put the devil up in arms
Said I'm never with the piece but I'm forever with the charm
Ain't gotta k** em with the fire
Heaven knows that I'm forever coming with the bombs til I get it
That block's a mile away
And while we ain't shot from out the K
My n***as been shooting every day until we hit it
[Verse 1]
Now I ain't never lived on hill but a n***a will will get to it
And I don't got a deal or mill but a n***a trill still influence
And I don't tote a nine or the 45 but a n***a still got bullets
And that sh** all off in yo rhymes every other line but we never seen yall pull it
Now talk about that word play I get it
So now we all running in the word race looking for the first place and I'm in it
And ain't leaving til I quit it
No poker face but my hand full and I'm all in
While they on the track they catching up while they running hard and I'm joggin'
Boy stay wit it I used to wake up wit a thousand rhymes a day
Now I'm coming up wit albums out the grey
And the culture talking bout him everyday
I'm the n***a taking shots from off of Wade
Only tryna make them numbers levitate
I be in the cut but n***a watch what you say
You ain't gotta hit the barber shop to catch a fade
I'm a cat on life one YOLO ain't real to me
I could die 8 times for this sh** and you still ain't k**ing me
I'm Charles Ray but that microphone's the first choice murder weapon
That word's the ammo that pen is second the necks on Rambo to my 6s 7s
But what y'all carrying begs the question
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Now somebody take a picture of the dominant copulary
The positive commentary
I'm dropping the commissary for those behind bars
Dying breed of n***as delivering them 5 stars
Aww sh** here he go again preaching on the flow again
Tryna put that knowledge on the step before they door again
And for some reason that's a problem
For some reason y'all ain't starving
Started eatin f**ed around and got full on em
Got a check f**ed around and copped some j**els on em
I ain't tripping on my n***as tryna buy they own whole 40 acres and a mothaf**in mule on em
Aye get what you deserve my n***a
Only pay what its worth my n***a
When you eating get served never stop at firsts get them seconds and dessert
My n***a stay hungry you never stop shooting when that blocks a mile away
We come from eating raemen every day
And ain't stopping til its lobster on the plate
Tryna go from being broke to giving breaks
Tryna get to that filet we raising stakes
Cuz that sh** is top shelf give a f** about wealth
I'm just tryna see the truth in amazing grace
That sounds so sweet but I'm blind to that bullsh** tho
If that's all you see I can show you where that truth is tho
You looking for me I ain't hard to find only place I be is them clouds
If we never seen eye to eye there's a reason that I'm meeting you now