In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful that He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-08T21:42-03:00 - 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)
Ann an làmhan Dhè (stiùiriche)
Bi taingeil gu robh e ann
Glòir (Yeah)
Tha mi a-muigh an seo air an rathad
Cluinnidh tu e anns a 'ghuth (Glòir)
Fhathast a 'faighinn a' ghladh seo dheth, ge-tà
Coimhead
[Rann 1]
Tha an t-airgead a 'bruidhinn ris fhèin, is e It Fate forne-innse
Mullach teine bho ghalla a tha ag obair aig reic corporra
Chinchilla Youhanka, tha sinn a 'sgitheadh a-mach ann an Curchevel
Naidheachdan Breakin, dh 'fheuch iad ri a mharbhadh, ach tha am balach a' cuimhne
Bidh mi a 'falbh airson turas agus mo niggas fuckin' a 'dol don phrìosan
Preeachin 'dha bout nan coin barrachd barrachd dhaibh fhèin
Is e cuideam a th 'ann' trom air mo sgèile moralta
Tha Musicin 'iad a' reic latha saoranach eile ', tha iad a' smaoineachadh gu bheil iad Orson Welles
Coiseachd ann an iarn, is toil leotha, "Ciamar a tha am fuck a dh 'fheumas tu nas iar-dhelic?"
Fhuair mi na cait sin Tuckin 'air adhart a' nochdadh air an ceathramh reic ceathramh ràithe
Tha mi cleachdte ri bhith a 'faicinn' deòir a 'tuiteam thairis air biadh mòr
Bidh an taigh-bìdh a 'glanadh, laches ochoes à Laurn Hill
Tha mi ag ràdh, "Feumaidh sinn bruidhinn mu ar deidhinn," Tha mi a 'faireachdainn mar Jordan Peele
Dh 'fhaodadh mi innse gu bheil mi a' gottin 'fo do chraiceann mar chraiceann orains
Ag adhbhrachadh nach bi na faclan agad a 'maidseadh na gnìomhan agad mar fhilm cèin
Agus a-nis tha e sàmhach anns an uan 'mar am film uamhasach
Bidh cùisean a 'fàs sàmhach às deidh dhomh stasin' na tha follaiseach
Bidh cùisean a 'faighinn kinky às deidh còig bliadhna deug de cheannas
Tha an Dàmhair an Dàmhair tha Sky Lookin 'Ominous
Tha an t-airgead neo-eisimeileach
Èigheachd 'gu Oliver gu tuath, a-muigh e ann an rome doin' toronto shit
Agus Jeremiah am Ro-neach-faire, tha fios agad gu bheil fios agad dè an uair a tha e
Tha mi a-staigh agus a-mach à Houston Houston Uiread, tha mi nam hobbyist
Hoes wayin 'air centin anns a' chnaidheadh, a 'bhalach sin cloiche
Fhuair savage cairt uaine dìreach a-mach às a 'chonsalachd
Far an tèid mi, thèid thu, bràthair, sinn yugoslavian
Foirmeil is e an còd èididh, dawg, uiread de sgrùdaidhean sgrùdaidhean a tha ri phàigheadh
Tha mi a 'faireachdainn Czechoslovakian, Nigga, dè am fuck?
[Interlude]
Nah, tha mi movin 'eadar-dhealaichte an-dràsta, airson fìor, mar
Tha mi a 'faireachdainn mar gum biodh Mike a' dol a-mach a 'mhag-mhiseag don pheann, mar
An cac seo dìreach ro expication an-dràsta, tha fios agad?
Coimhead
[Rann 2]
Daoimeanan an dannsa gòrach, tog suas suas a 'ghlainne fìon
Lorgairean meatailt a tha epin 'agus seach-rathad tèarainteachd
Na h-àireamhan goin 'suas, bidh cuideigin a' tarraing suas a 'ghraf loidhne
Tha na làithean goin 'le, tha e coltach gu bheil e coltach gu bheil mi livin' ann an ùine-ùine
Air a bhith a 'bruidhinn' gu Adel mar a bha e ag iarraidh gun do rinn e an ionmhas
Shania Twain, Notepad, tha mi makin 'e-loidhne e
Tha thu tryna a 'glag mi, agus tha e a' faireachdainn mar thusa Sittin 'aig an taigh-bìdh as fheàrr leat, Nigga, sin far a bheil sin a' toirt ort
Bidh mi a 'ceangal, tha mi a' mionnachadh Is toil leam a bhith a 'bleith le peathraichean breagha agus co-oghaichean math, an teaghlach uile dona
Tha mi a 'preeachin' dha na Dawgs mu dheidhinn glanin 'tha iad ag ìomhaigh
Tha mi a 'mionnachadh gu bheil mi coltach ri T.D. Jakes. Jakes dha na miannan agam
Om-uisge fada-pòm, PDA airson mo nemesis
Trì acairean measgairean, PGA air an togalach
Is e sin a tha gu math brckin 'mar an rann seo ann am bragan
Tha mi givin 'buailteach ri niggas air cuid, na toir iomradh air eadhon
[Interlude]
Coltach, na gabh dragh mu dheidhinn, mar
Faodaidh tu mo bhualadh air ais nuair a thig thu, no
No na dèan, tha fios agad?
Is e seo a th 'ann, tha mi creidsinn
Yeah, HM
Coimhead
[Rann 3]
Bidh balaich òga a 'togail cuid den airgead sin agus chuir iad an dàrna taobh e
Chan e Havin 'gu leòr airson do chìs a phàigheadh tha eucoir feadarail
Tha thu niggas olcssed còmhla rium, agus chan eil e air vebero vetero vibe
Làimhseachadh beef cho sàmhach, tha thu a 'smaoineachadh gu bheil mi a' leigeil leinn sleamhnachadh
An ath rud tha fios agad, bidh sinn a 'tighinn gu loidhnichean nàmhaid
Cuir mi cho fada air ais, bidh sinn a 'dèanamh do chuimhneachain a' sgèith
Tha teòiridhean co-fheall a 'tòiseachadh Floatin' 'timcheall mar an duine Kennedy
Bidh mi gu mòr a 'cumail grudge nad aghaidh dhùidh guys' til tha mi seachdad 's a còig
Ayy, Niggas Lyin 'airson livin', cha b 'urrainn dhomh a bhith a' buntainn
Ghabh sinn uile anns an leabaidh a bhios sinn a 'dèanamh, ach nach b' urrainn sin a bhith dòrtadh
Thug thu grèim air tòrr de ghràdh meallta nuair a sheas fìor oirean nad aghaidh
Is e sin as coireach gun d 'fhuair thu na h-niggas mar niggas mar phaddin' agus cèic
Fhuair mi thu air camara Bowin 'sìos, ach tha an fhilm sàbhailte sàbhailte
Tapadh leibh Dia, USB eile airson a chuir a-steach don sàbhailte
Tapadh leibh Dia, aig a 'chrib, dippin' mo chas anns an loch
Tha mi a 'mionnachadh gu bheil Y'all gam thionndadh a-steach don villain, cha b' urrainn dhomh teicheadh
Gun a ràdh 'gur mise an rud as fheàrr a tha mi a' dèanamh
Tha mi dìreach ag ràdh 'gur e mise an aghaidh ge bith cò a tha airson call
Tagh aon de na tha cò a th 'ann, fhuair mi .22s airson sgiobaidhean ùra
R.i.p. chun an DJ bho Houston, bidh sinn a 'fuasrachadh sgriothan
Heileacoptairean, solais cop, agus sgiobaidhean naidheachdan
Niggas seasmhach cryin 'dha m' athair, uill, boo-hoo
Chuala thu gu mòr tòrr mu dheidhinn a 'bhalaich, uill, fìor, fìor, haha
[Outro]
(Ann an làmhan Dhè) Yeah
(Bi taingeil)
(Gu robh e ann)