Oh God

[Intro]
Oh god
Oh god
Oh god
Oh god
And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire. And almost all things are by the law purged with blood; and without shedding of blood is no remission. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed

[Verse 1]
Yeah! Can't you hear him comin', Earth rumblin' (rumblin)
Tumbleweed tumble, dirt comin' in (comin' in)
Teremana sippin', so he's staggered stance
Peaky Blinders skull on his tatted hands
Black leather jacket, probably rockin' Vans
Little bad (hey baby) pullin' on his pants
Triumph victory is what was meant for me
They want to end the problem so they sent for me (Let's go)
Swank Lord, baby, it's a way of life
(way of life)
The one you niggas paid to see on stage tonight
The one that baby tryin' to get to stay the night
But I don't even want to come and lay the pipe
This one here about to get ridiculous
I'm at the bougee restaurants with Boobie eatin' shrimp and grits
Pineapple mimosas while we schemin' trips
We the shit, I lead these heathens, that'll be the theme of it

[Interlude]
I am who I am. If you do and they cry out to me I will certainly hear their cry. Make the work harder for them so that they keep working and pay no attention to lies. Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say

[Verse 2]
She said I seen you with the centerfold
Unfortunately I just seen you at your pinnacle
This shit exhausting, fuck you, oh fuck you Sam Rothstein
Your worst enemy could be your own memory
Heartstrings tuggin', let's go play the symphony (Let's go)
I tried to tell these niggas I'm a different entity
It's like I spoke a fuckin' foreign language, is it me?
Tryin' to be like Lil Weezy, new and old money
And I'm comin' back for everything they stole from me
The fuck you talkin' 'bout, all I do is go dummy
Tell the promoter we gon' probably need some more gummies (Hey! We gon' need some more gummies, mane)
Keep it cordial but an awful corporate heathen (corporate heathen)
Never normal, see, we altered the Venetian
Clever boy 'cause I have reached the point of reason
I am like the storm approachin', we are onto horror season

[Outro]
We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed. Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say