Outro

(Hallelujah, hands over Satan) Yeah (Jesus) (Hallelujah) Look Mila This is for the saints who don't believe in luck Trenches baby, funerals is when we be in church Tell the pastor we gon keep in touch We all God's son, so in case they ask you for the G is us (Jesus) Son of Mary dangling on my breastplate You gon need a submarine for this necklace (water) Shittu said the whip gotta be German You would think he was Bismarck in the first place All we wanted was a platform to express this, but they made us feel rejected So I took the gang and started off another wave like we LP (Ellupee) Now we counting numbers like it's wrestling 1, 2, nigga, 3, 4, praying all my dawgs get bigger It's a C4 when you hear this sound on your speakers I'm blown already, Akoka folks love me more than fried Spagetti, you get it? But I grew up on that riverside Where the cats keep the levels in their spine Wa ti ma gbo, why you wan dey test me? When I've been in more Vans than Persie But recently, I've been staying out of trouble Panic calls from my mother made my stomach sink and rumble Mama they tried to make me wear a muzzle But you never raised me to be silent, that's why I love you Omo mi seun rere, tire a dara o Omo mi gbo temi, tire a dara o Omo mi seun rere, tire a dara o Omo mi gbo temi, tire a dara o Aye ti mo wa yii ko ma ye mi o Eyin ni Olorun keji mi laye Iya wa e seun rere, baba wa e seun rere Iya wa e seun rere, ti wa a dara o Baba wa e seun rere, Iya mi ma seun rere Baba mi seun rere, tiwa a dara o