In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful that He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-08T21:43-03:00 - US X2
In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful that He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
You can hear it in the voice (Glory)
Still get this shit off, though
Look
[Verse 1]
The money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune-tell
Fire top from a bitch that work at corporate sales
Chinchilla ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel
Breakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails
I leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' go to jail
Preachin' to the dogs 'bout wantin' more for themselves
It's weighin' heavy on my moral scale
Knowin' they gon' sell another citizen 'caine, they think they Orson Welles
Walk in Chanel, they like, "How the fuck you need more Chanel?"
I got these cats tuckin' tails on fourth-quarter sales
I'm used to seein' tears drop over enormous meals
The restaurant clears out, faint echoes of Lauryn Hill
I say, "We gotta talk about us," I feel like Jordan Peele
Could tell I'm gettin' under your skin like a orange peel
Cause your words don't match your actions like a foreign film
And now it's silence in the Lamb' like the horror film
Things get quiet after me statin' the obvious
Things get kinky after fifteen years of dominance
That October sky is lookin' ominous
The money is autonomous
Shout' to Oliver North, he out in Rome doin' Toronto shit
And Jeremiah the watchdog, you niggas know what time it is
I'm in and out of Houston Hobby so much, I'm a hobbyist
Hoes waitin' on Cench in the lobby, that boy a lobbyist
Savage got a green card straight out of the consulate
Where I go, you go, brother, we Yugoslavian
Formal is the dress code, dawg, so many checks owed
I feel Czechoslovakian, nigga, what the fuck?
[Interlude]
Nah, I'm movin' different right now, for real, like
I feel like if Mike switched out the glove for the pen, like
This shit just too enticing right now, you know?
Look
[Verse 2]
Diamonds do the silly dance, I raise up the wine glass
Metal detectors beepin' and security bypass
The numbers goin' up, someone pull up the line graph
The days are goin' by, it's like I'm livin' in time-lapse
Been talkin' to Adel like he majored in finance
Shania Twain, notepad, I'm makin' it line-dance
You tryna rob me, and it's gon' feel like you sittin' at your favorite restaurant 'cause, nigga, that's where you dyin' at
Mob ties, I swear we like a bitch with fine sisters and fine cousins, the family all bad
I'm preachin' to the dawgs about cleanin' they images
I swear I'm like a young T.D. Jakes to my menaces
Long-kiss goodnight, PDA for my nemesis
Three hunnid acres, PGA on the premises
That's what's really brackin' like this verse in parentheses
I'm givin' hits to niggas on some, don't even mention it
[Interlude]
Like, don't even worry about it, like
You can hit me back whenever, or
Or don't, you know?
It is what it is, I guess
Yeah, hm
Look
[Verse 3]
You young boys take some of that money and set it aside
Not havin' enough to pay your tax is a federal crime
You niggas obsessed with me, and it's not on no hetero vibe
Handle beef so quiet, you think that I'm lettin' it slide
Next thing you know, we tip-toein' past enemy lines
Diss me so long ago, we making your memories fly
Conspiracy theories start floatin' 'round like the Kennedy guy
I'll prolly hold a grudge against you guys 'til I'm seventy-five
Ayy, niggas lyin' for a livin', I couldn't relate
We all gotta lay in the bed we make, but that couldn't be Drake
You forced a lot of fake love when real ones stood in your face
That's why you got deserted by your niggas like puddin' and cake
I got you on camera bowin' down, but the footage is safe
Thank God, another USB to put in the safe
Thank God, at the crib, dippin' my foot in the lake
I swear that y'all turned me into the villain, I couldn't escape
Not sayin' I'm the best at what I do
I'm just sayin' that it's me versus whoever wanna lose
Pick any one of the Who's Whos, I got .22s for new crews
R.I.P. to the DJ from Houston, we loose screws
Helicopters, cop lights, and news crews
Niggas steady cryin' to my daddy, well, boo-hoo
You prolly heard a lot about the boy, well, true, true, haha
[Outro]
(In God's hands) Yeah
(Be grateful)
(That He was there)
Jainkoaren eskuetan (zuzendaria)
Eskertu ezazu han zegoela
Gloria (bai)
Hemen nago errepidean
Ahotsaren (aintza) entzuten duzu
Oraindik kaka hau atera, ordea
Miatu
[1. bertsoa]
Dirua beretzat hitz egiten dut, deitzen diot fortuna-kont
Suhiltzaile korporatiboetan lan egiten duten puta batetik
Chinchilla Ushanka, eskoletan eskiatzen dugu
Breakin 'Albisteak, hiltzen saiatu ziren, baina mutila nagusitzen da
Tourra eta nire niggas fuckin 'kartzelara joaten naiz
Predyin 'The Dogs' Bout-ek bere burua gehiago nahi du
Pisua da nire eskala moralaren gainean
Ezagutzen dute "beste herritarren" kainoa saltzen dute, uste dute putzuak
Ibili Chanel-en, gustuko dute: "Nola behar duzu joder Chanel gehiago?"
Katu hauek tuckin 'buztanak lortu ditut laugarren hiruhilekoko salmentetan
Malkoak erortzen dira otordu izugarriak
Jatetxea argi dago, Lauryn Hill-en oihartzun ahulak
Esaten dut "Gurekin hitz egin behar dugu", sentitzen dut Jordan Peele bezala
Esan zezakeen larruazalaren azpian laranja azala bezala
Zure hitzak ez datoz bat zure ekintzekin atzerriko film bat bezala
Eta orain beldurrezko filma bezala arkumearen isiltasuna da
Gauzak lasaitu egiten dira nire ostean statin 'bistakoa
Gauzak hamabost urteko nagusitasunaren ondoren kinky lortzen dute
Urriko zerua itxura ona da
Dirua autonomoa da
Oliver iparraldean oihuka, Erroman Doin 'Toronto kaka egin zuen
Eta Jeremiah Watchdog, badakizu zer ordu den
Houston Hobby-tik sartu eta kanpoan nago, zaletasuna naiz
Hoes Wowin 'Cench-en atarian, mutil hori lobbyista
SAVAGE-k txartel berdea lortu du zuzenean kontsulatik kanpo
Nora joaten naiz, joan, anaia, Jugoslavian
Formala soineko kodea da, Dawg, hainbeste txeke zor zaizkio
Txekoslovakian sentitzen dut, nigga, zer joder?
[Interlude]
Nahiz eta, oraintxe desberdina naiz, benetako, antzekoentzat
Mike-k boligrafoaren eskularrua piztu ote zuen bezala sentitzen dut
Kaka hau oso erakargarria da oraintxe bertan, badakizu?
Miatu
[2. bertsoa]
Diamanteek dantza tonto bat egiten dute, ardo edalontzia altxatzen dut
Metal detektagailuak beepin 'eta segurtasun saihesbidea
Zenbakiek gora egiten dute, norbaitek lerro grafikoa ateratzen du
Egunak, denboraren itzulian livin 'naizela bezalakoa da
Finantzetan nagusi izan zen adeli hitz egin zien
Shania Twain, Notepad, Makin 'It Line-Dance naiz
Saiatu nauzu lapurtzen, eta Gon da zure jatetxe gogokoenean "sentitu bezala", nigga, hortik dyin '
Mob loturak, zin egiten diogela uste dut ahizpa finak eta lehengusu ederrak, familia guztiak txarrak
Irudiak garbitzeari buruzko Dawgs-i predikatua naiz
Zin egiten dizut t.d. gazte bat naizela nire mehatxuei
Luze-musu gaua, pda nire nemesiserako
Hunkideko hiru hektarea, PGA lokaletan
Hori da parentesi artean brackinen antzekoa?
Batzuen gainean niggas joaten naiz, ez dut aipatu ere
[Interlude]
Atsegin dut, ez kezkatu, gustatu
Noiz itzul zaitezke, edo
Edo ez, badakizu?
Zer da, asmatzen dut
Bai, hm
Miatu
[3. bertsoa]
Mutil gazteek diru hori hartzen dute eta alde batera utzi
Zure zerga ordaintzeko nahikoa ez da delitu federala da
Niggas nirekin obsesionatuta zaude, eta ez da hetero giroa
Kudeatu behi hain lasai, uste duzu lettin 'Ihintza bat naizela
Jarraian, badakizu, toein 'iraganeko etsaiaren lerroak egiten ditugu
Duela denbora gutxi, zure oroitzapenak hegan egiten ari gara
Konspirazioen teoriak Kennedy tipo bezala ibiltzen dira
Hainbat laguntzaz hartuko dut zure aurka, hirurogeita hamabost urte ditut
Ayy, niggas lyin 'livin', ezin nuen erlazionatu
Denok egin behar dugu egiten dugun ohean, baina ezin zen drake izan
Benetakoak zure aurpegian zeudenean maitasun faltsu asko behartu zenuen
Horregatik, puddin 'eta tarta bezalako zure niggas basamortuan sartu zara
Kameraren gainean jarri zaitut Bowin 'behera, baina metrajea segurua da
Eskerrak Jainkoari, beste USB bat seguru jartzeko
Eskerrak Jainkoari, sehaskan, nire oina aintzira
Zin egiten dizut villain bihurtu nauela, ezin nuen ihes egin
Ez esan "onena egiten dudanarekin
Esan nahi dut ni galtzen ari naizenik
Aukeratu nor den, lortu dut .22s tripulazio berrietarako
R.i.p. Houston-eko DJ-ra, torlojuak solteak ditugu
Helikopteroak, polizien argiak eta albiste-tripulatzaileak
Niggas stray cryin 'nire aita, ondo, boo-hoo
Asko entzun zenuen mutilari buruz, egia, egia, egia, jaja
[Outro]
(Jainkoaren eskuetan) bai
(Eskertu)
(Han zegoela)