KINTOME

First things first when I open my eyes, I'm thanking God
For the battles He done helped me survive, It's no surprise
That I'm charged up, ready for action
No doubt I'm packing extended clip of gospel that I deliver through rapping
I'm a prophet always been too scared to claim it
Had my eyes opened now I can say momma we made it
Daydreaming and fantasies bout taking trips overseas
I hope they remember me, love em all like they kin to me
Yea I love you like you
Yea I love you like you
Yea I love you like you
Yea I love you like you
Yea I love you like you Kin to me, one of my own
And know its on when it's bout you we take care of home
I got no clue what these other bustas doing they spreading hate on they own
Got no patience for it tryna yank me up out my zone
I want that real love real love cheering me on
Give me tha real stuff real when you singing my songs
I want that real love real love
I want the real stuff, real love