SCATT!

Yeah, yeah Like what you thought, I'm in my bag and I ain't never coming back Even if I'm driving Hondas, I'ma whip it like a scatt Don't gotta tell me that you love me, I'm just peepin' how you act All that fake love, I can't get around, gotta get back Ay, Bible on my belt, let em' know that I be strapped Got a 50 round on the drum, I'm ready for attack 50 verses, can't get caught with the devil, that's 50 curses Tryna imprison my mind, let him know that it ain't working I done been real low, in that dirt, I kept on searching Had a conversation with God, he told me this my purpose I can't lie, first time I got on stage, I was nervous But I ain't let that stop me, I be swervin' through these obstacles like Maseratis Everywhere I go, it's a movie, you know it's a party I ain't ridin' in the back, I took the wheel like a shoty And I been gone ever since Some of the things they be tellin' me, it just don't make no sense I can't be around nobody if they not tryna grow They say they fans to my face, but they be hatin' on the low Give and go, I ain't got time to talk, I been up on the road Keep my scriptures in my life, I can't just let my feelings take me over Devil got a plan, I ain't follow it, cause I'm a soldier We been poppin' like a can, like I'm boutta open soda I'm the star up in this war, like my first name was Yoda In this cold, cold world, it get cold like Minnesota Uh, yeah, I'm thanking God for his mercy, cause I can't reach his quota I put my sins up on the cross, then Gods son showed up Like everyday I'm fightin' battles, got these demons in my head Like should I watch some porn, or should I get some rest I don't know what to do, I'm just hopin' for the best I'm in my bag, tell the devil back up I got that Bible on my hip, everyday I'm strapped up Like what you thought, I'm in my bag and I ain't never comin' back Even if I'm drivin' Hondas, I'ma whip it like a scatt Don't gotta tell me that you love me, I'm just peepin' how you act All that fake love, I can't get around, gotta get back