(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..

(breakdown & transition to second half)

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!