In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful that He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-08T21:49-03:00 - 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)
U Božjim rukama (dirigent)
Budite zahvalni što je bio tamo
Slava (da)
Ovdje sam na putu
Možete ga čuti u glasu (slava)
Ipak, ipak skidaj ovo sranje
Izgled
[Stih 1]
Novac govori sam za sebe, ja ga zovem Fortune-Tell
Vatreni vrh iz kuje koja radi na korporativnoj prodaji
Chinchilla Ushanka, skijamo u Courchevelu
Breakin 'News, pokušali su ga ubiti, ali dječak prevladava
Odlazim na turneju i svoje crnje jebeno idu u zatvor
Propovijedati 'psima' koji žele više za sebe
Teško je na mojoj moralnoj ljestvici
Znaju da oni prodaju drugog građanina "Caine, misle da oni orson welles
Šetnja Chanelom, sviđa im se: "Kako ti jebote treba više Chanela?"
Dobio sam ove mačke na repove na prodaji u četvrtoj četvrtini
Navikao sam vidjeti kako se suze spuštaju preko ogromnih obroka
Restoran se očisti, slabo odjeci Lauryn Hill
Kažem: "Moramo razgovarati o nama", osjećam se kao Jordan Peele
Mogao bih reći da se popijem pod tvojom kožom poput kore naranče
Jer vaše riječi ne odgovaraju vašim postupcima poput stranog filma
A sada je to tišina u janjetini 'poput horor filma
Stvari mire nakon mene stabine očigledne
Stvari postaju kinky nakon petnaest godina dominacije
To listopadno nebo izgleda zlobno
Novac je autonomni
Viknite 'Oliveru North, on je u Rimu doin' Toronto Shit
I Jeremiah čuvar, crnci znate koliko je sati
Toliko sam u hobiju u Houstonu, hobist sam
Motike čekaju na kandidatu u predvorju, taj dječak lobist
Savage je dobio zelenu kartu ravno iz konzulata
Kamo idem, ideš, brate, mi smo jugoslavenski
Formalni je dress code, dawg, toliko čekova
Osjećam čehoslovačku, crnju, što jebote?
[Interlude]
Ne, trenutno se razlikujem, za stvarno, kao
Osjećam se ako je Mike isključio rukavicu za olovku, kao
Ovo sranje trenutno previše primamljivo, znate?
Izgled
[Stih 2]
Dijamanti rade glupi ples, podižem čašu vina
Metalni detektori zvučni signal i sigurnosni zaobilazni
Brojevi se podižu, netko povuče grafikon linije
Dani prolaze, to je kao da živim u vremenskom lapsu
Razgovarao s adelom kao što je diplomirao u financijama
Shania twain, bilježnica, ja se javljam linijski ples
Pokušajte me opljačkati, a to je Gon 'osjećate se kao da si sjedila u svom omiljenom restoranu', crnja, to je mjesto na kojem se trudiš
Mafijaške veze, kunem se da volimo kučku s finim sestrama i finim rođacima, obitelj sve loše
Dawgs propovijedam o čišćenju slika
Kunem se da sam poput mladog T. D. Jakesa na moje prijetnje
Dugo-kiss Laku noć, PDA za moju nemezu
Tri Hunnidna hektara, PGA u prostorijama
To je ono što se u zagradama zaista bori poput ovog stiha
Pojedno ću pogađati crnje, čak i ne spominjem
[Interlude]
Kao, nemojte se ni brinuti zbog toga, kao
Možete me pogoditi kad god, ili
Ili ne, znate?
To je ono što jest, valjda
Da, hm
Izgled
[Stih 3]
Vi mladi dečki uzimate dio tog novca i ostavite ga na stranu
Ne havin dovoljno da platite porez savezni je zločin
Ti crnjaci opsjednuti sa mnom, a to nije na hetero vibraciji
Rukuje se tako tiho, misliš da sam to kliznuo
Sljedeće što znate, vrtimo se s tokom prošlih neprijateljskih linija
Dis me tako davno, činimo da vaša sjećanja lete
Teorije zavjere počinju plutati poput Kennedyja
Zadržat ću se protiv vas, dok ne budem sedamdeset i pet
Ayy, crnjani za livin ', nisam se mogao povezati
Svi moramo ležati u krevetu koji napravimo, ali to ne bi moglo biti Drake
Prisilili ste puno lažne ljubavi kad su vam pravi stajali u licu
Zbog toga su te pustili svoje crnje poput Puddin 'i Torte
Spustio sam te na kameru kako se srušimo, ali snimka je sigurna
Hvala Bogu, još jednom USB -u koji će staviti u sef
Hvala Bogu, na krevetiću, ugasio me stopalo u jezeru
Kunem se da ste me pretvorili u negativca, nisam mogao pobjeći
Ne kažem da sam najbolji u onome što radim
Samo kažem da sam ja nasuprot onome tko želi izgubiti
Odaberite bilo koga od tko je tko, dobio sam .22s za nove posade
POČIVAO U MIRU. do DJ -a iz Houstona, gubimo vijke
Helikopteri, policajac i ekipe vijesti
Crnje stabilno plaču mom ocu, pa, boo-hoo
Čuli ste puno o dječaku, dobro, istinito, istinito, haha
[Outro]
(U Božjim rukama) Da
(Biti zahvalan)
(Da je bio tamo)