...Here I Am

They askin me where I'm at so I said here I am Flex my scars from that attack cause I said here I am I ain't never gon fall back to back in that trap again cause here I am Enemies done told me to watch my back I only fear I am Here I am boy And now it's time to get to work Worked a sweat when they heard my set I always tend to strike a nerve Nervous wreck right when I swerve his text so stay in His word Purpose met with all my worthless checks and said do not disturb Pressures getting hot can't be repping the things I'm not That's a lesson too many brethren learned spending time in a box Tryna lessen all the locks that keep pressin the shepherd's flock Got em second guessin if getting to heaven is worth the walk man It's time I set things straight G0NZ0's back and I ain't gon play In my left hand got the word of God in my right that sword gon slay I ain't on smoke I'm on that flame Walking on rocks I eat that pain Got my enemies and demons curled up tight like I was Shea ooh Shea cream, clean with bars since eighteen I been nice with the flows but on the mic I'm straight mean Got refined in the fire till my impurities was made clean Then jumped out hotter than the burning gates of hades I'm back back Swiper made me swipe up and down but I got the map in my backpack I put him under my boots move on then flip a track like a flapjack Best believe I'm a son of God but I'm also part of that ratt pack So I keep it real but I still fill my gun with the word and clap back When I shoot they duck like Aflac Where the stacks at Man I'm passed that I ain't make my God my cash app Miyagi son imma wax that Jesus said I'll train you up like shifu did with Jack Black I'm all in before I'm breaking twenty-one like black jack Got tired of these cappers I might throw out all they snapbacks Flashing all your trophies I can pack em all in trash bags Do it all for cheddar so it's time I set some rat traps Cause all your boys gon sell you out when they see where the bags at Yo crew full of facades Yo back just gets massaged Today you feeling hands but one day it's gon be rocks Young Michelangelo cause all my art be touching God Think you touched him with yo cash boy moneys a mirage G 0 NZ 0 just hit up the east side hero Told him none of that dinero gunna bend (Ben) my faith Shapiro Nobody can touch my steelo it's foundation is what he wrote Am I'm feeling like I'm Peter homie I just rocked the steeple People try to sleep on me I'll tuck em into bed No M-16s or weaponry just pillows to your head I'll let my similes and melodies just meet them in their dreams And I shoot for the stars just make a wish and you gon see homie here I am I told em here I am They ain't believe me man here I am Ay, uh, I told em here I am Listen, uh, here I am Bad to the bone Back on the throne Let me tell you all what's happening tho I left for a bit just to get my head right then I came back to the fans askin for more Ok sure I laugh at it though Cause they don't seem to like when I'm rapping it slow They just want slaps they don't wanna feel that they at church where the pastor tappin the soul Ain't that a shock The Shepard can't even go tend to his flock Cause they rather run around with the other sounds that keep dragging em further from God I'm here to stop All of the noise that be taking the sheep from the way they was taught So here I am homie just as planned wait till you see what I drop