Ooohhh uh huh

Well ok

Oooohh I love my life

I love I love my life

And ain’t nobody gonna change my mind it’s my life

It’s my life my life

You know it’s pitiful when you fall for the same pitfalls

It’s like wearing roller skates playing basketball

Somebody’s bound to travel

Just opened up my bible

For the first time in a long time

And it’s on time

Killing flesh with a skillet

Renewing my mind

You gon’ mind yours

And I’ll mind mine

Please don’t kill my vibe

I just got baptized with my tears

Letting go of my fears

Fear is not of God

Yet the best of us

The strongest of us

We still get afraid

When we hear him calling our name

Come what may

I’ve been looking at the man in the mirror

Asking him to change his ways

Mmmm

Lord Jesus lay your head in the window

Hell freezes over easy in December

And when the leaves start falling need to step back

And if you diss my calling I’m a clap back

And you can ask my lawyer ‘bout my bounce back

I snap back like some curl activator

I’m elevated had to get that extra cargo off my elevator

Patience: I need to lay aside my own weight

A pessimist full of cynicism never is the realism

But you the schism is you gon slap or kiss him, Judas ?

Or backstab him then gas him up just to drop him, Judas ?

And I know that you’re tempted to rewind this… but pause

It’s hard to meditate with the phone on so log off

Oooohh but we can’t log off ‘cuz we’re all addicted

Algorithms studying the shape of our heads

Very next step lithium rice grains in our hands and foreheads IJS

Open up your heart and renew your mind today

Play dumb and get rich quick

Got my eye on you like I’m Slick Rick

Disrespecting the legends and all the icons

1.2 million streams “ Leave the Lights On”

I’m in love with myself Chaka iKhan

Fiesta Shiela E. Album: ICON

It’s like the G.O.P. just call ‘em “I Con.”

I sense Decept-icons disrepecting Mex-iCONS

Your followers have no face because they all been “bot”

You big phony

You timid ass tenderoni

You arf you’re barking up the wrong tree

You chase production checks I want the Long Green…yep, facts

I verified the other side and yep it’s Walgreens

The Generational money

Where my Great Grand kids is like damn

“Grand Zaddy wrote them copyrights we living the life !”

Yeadat

I feel my legacy brewing up in my loins so I guess I better get going

I’m looking for an Apostolic señorita that don’t mind being submissive

And knows how to cook and knows how to pray and take care of my kids

And I’ll provide for them I put that on my unborn kids

Running round town like a chicken with his head off

Niggas wearing horns but they say they rep the halo

Demons on they payroll

Man it’s such a crying shame tho

It’s a crying game tho play-doh

My hits be just like white powder in your nasal

You addicted guess who’s next up on my hit list

Whoever want that number one spot

Custom Maserati for that body and them vocals

I’m bi-focal

I see both cuz they both see me

B*tches stalking me so now I block em on IG

You keep messing with me b*tch

I’m gonna call the police for real

I couldn't blow up until I decided to grow up

Show up to the sh*t and show out

That’s what I’m all about

Cuz it could all be over tomorrow

It ain’t promised to you

You gotta do it like it’s your last time

Every time and you’ll be remembered for all time for real

At first I was gonna shorten this MoFo

But then I was like naw baby, daddy’s a star

And the galaxy’s calling I’m stopping my stalling

I’m reaping the harvest

I’m netting them profits

An accurate prophet

I’m still Apostolic

You old news

Couldn’t last a day up in my shoes

Murdered then resurrected

Yo they didn’t expect it

Top notch won’t stop

That’s what I came to do

Make this dough

Spend this dough

Perfecto