Cross The Line

I got my head out the window My foot on the pedal And flying like I went and stole somethin But I promise that I'm not a problem Boy you need a dollar Well I'll let you hold somethin I come from the city where the poles dumpin And I keep it drippy like my nose runnin Cause I'm independent, no I'm Him dependent Cause He came to fix it When I broke somethin, boy We don't want no problems If you cross that line Bet on God, you gon see We don't no problems If you ain't ready Don't cross that line Say what you wanna I truly knew I'd be a goner If I ain't look up to the Father I'm callin Him Abba Know me the finest Designer It's better than Gucci and Prada Boy what is your problem Lookin at me like I'm off of my noodle I promise my ramen is hittin Not a one line has been written It's all in my vision No measuring cups in the kitchen Pinch of the salt and a dash of pepper Sweep the opposition like Black and Decker Black forever But it ain't all about the skin though If you're covered in the blood, then we kinfolk For your info, It's so simple, I speak bodly, on my ten toes We gets poppin, more like pimples It's all gon work out, just like my gym clothes I'm bearing a burden to beam for the body Straight from the gutter but keeping it godly Told us to go make disciples So you find us all in your building Like we in the lobby On my Denzel, leaving here with somethin Back end bag is bigger, ain't no need for frontin I'ma keep it pushin, keep the engine runnin Head up out the window, how I keep it comin I got my head out the window My foot on the pedal And flying like I went and stole somethin But I promise that I'm not a problem Boy you need a dollar Well I'll let you hold somethin I come from the city where the poles dumpin And I keep it drippy like my nose runnin Cause I'm independent, no I'm Him dependent Cause He came to fix it When I broke somethin, boy We don't want no problems If you cross that line Bet on God, you gon see We don't no problems If you ain't ready Don't cross that line