Fifty Five

(575) Yeah Justifying in this rap game, not the same brain as it was long ago but I still say (Fifty Five) Yeah, I got many lies, tryna justify Finna take my time until I get mines Aye I get the bank, pome people call it the cake (cake) I got a wait When I spit my bars better get out my way Spitting realistic from now on I got god and y'all Remember from now on Gonna farther with God, and that's something I'm prove I got a new phone, I'm gonna post phone Everyone say that I do but I don't I gotta go eat, when I hear a beat Yeah I'm finna feast, Yeah they already know I felt so at home, when I went to church I do what I do, you ain't gotta slur I fell to my feet, when i gotta stern I gotta harder, when I feel the earth coming back to me I gotta remedy Finna take back a seat, that I lent to the devil instead I got to sit back (Yeah) I got a repent (Yeah) Yeah for all my sins He coming back again. So cold with it I'm the line finish Y'all ready know what I'm repping Jesus all the way I seen plenty snakes (Snakes) Putting money in my face (Face) I ain't switching up on Christ, y'all better stay away yeah Justifying in this rap game, not the same brain as it was long ago but I still say (Fifty Five) Yeah, I got many lies, tryna justify Finna take my time until I get mines Justifying in this rap game, not the same brain as it was long ago but I still say (Fifty Five) Yeah, I got many lies, tryna justify Finna take my time until I get mines yeah Fifty Five, boy that's double grace Why in the world would I run away? I ain't come to play, boy I'm justified Going hard on the devil, till he bust a fire Must deny myself to the max I am just a guy, trying to spit these facts Hit these tracks, like a train online I ain't even Trippin ain't stain on mine ooh Kurt Cobain on mine I go hard for the rock, boy Won't stop boy, till I set the roll on fire mane It's something like a hot boy Till I hopped on with Elijah A young profit calling fire down, from the heaven above And we ain't worried about a thing, and as a matter of fact We already know that we got heaven in us And heaven we trust, and that's just the truth boy I guess You could say, this is Heaven in this booth boy This a message to the youth boy Let the Lord lead the way, I wanna see you bust the fruit boy And that's the truth boy Aye There ain't nothing pushing us up off the roof boy I'm the proof boy That Jesus is real, and he's still in the businesses still And in the people here yeah Woke up, last night Haven't went to sleep since I gotta lotta on my chest, and maybe we'll talk about it later But I have no time to spend With my mind, don't roll the dice You don't know weather you right or wrong Just play along but never with God Call me fraud if you want (Whoo) Justifying in this rap game, not the same brain as it was long ago but I still say (Fifty Five) Yeah, I got many lies, tryna justify Finna take my time until I get mines yeah Yeah