In Your Hands (feat. Viviana Antonio)

Uh, yeah, look Yeah, juice, yeah, juice, uh, yeah Yeah, look, uh Riding 'round with the juice, uh Turn it way up homie, put that thing on cruise, uh Shoutout Tommy Cruise, top gun I'm letting loose, uh I've been up and at 'em I can't put that thing on snooze, on the move so I cannot stop now, these the growing pains of a man's ambition, yuh Years from now I'll do numbers on the paper like a mathematician I told them I'm making bets Y'all surfing the waves like the internet They asking for smoke like a cigarette When the radio hear it they flipping wax, had to bring it back But y'all rappers steady folding, huh Beer bellies when it's crunch time Rap beefing trying to fight some, but I'm Ali with the punch lines Righteousness be that plumb line And justice be that measurement I be spitting truth like the reverend I'm still in the game like a veteran Got to go and pick up my head again Keep on walking man like I'm James Taylor Kept the dream alive like a pacemaker Keep on balling out man I stay player With the dark side like I'm Darth Vader But I'm bringing light to the lost souls Even when I'm standing at the crossroads I'm a stay down, keep it ten toes, woah, uh I took a loss before, but now I am winning I'm winning, I'm winning I didn't write this story, but I know how it's ending, yeah I'm here to see that That your plan is bigger Now I understand that you're all I have My life is in your hands (yeah, uh) I'm a God-fearing man, so the devil never scare me Yeah that's for the record homie, rest in peace to Jerry I know he spinning classics in the clouds right now Always turning to the music when I'm down for the count, but Uh, pardon my past, I'm moving past it Demons are trying to put me in a casket Storm is raging, but I ain't gonna crash Joy in the morning and beauty for ashes In this thing for the long haul like I'm moving to Cali I follow the God of the hills and the valleys I'm asking his angels that they would surround me More than a conqueror, greatness is on the verge You not on my level, I'm spitting John Connor verbs I got to terminate Tell me who's on first, got to contemplate Got too much on my plate like thanksgiving I be thanks-driven on that great commission They can't blind the vision, I'm a make 'em listen, let me get it Uh, I want to be a baller please But the drank and the girls keep calling me And the things hip-hop done taught to me Got me tripping up now and I'm on my knees Lot of people did me wrong, no apologies And I feel like the goal so out of reach I'm a stay in pocket like loose change Got rejuvenated soul it's a new thing, yuh, uh (woah) I took a loss before, but now I am winning I'm winning, I'm winning I didn't write this story, but I know how it's ending, yeah I'm here to see that That your plan is bigger Now I understand that you're all I have My life is in your hands