In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful that He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-08T21:50-03:00 - 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)
Di destên Xwedê de (Conductor)
Spasdar be ku ew li wir bû
Glory (Erê)
Ez li vir li ser rê derketim
Hûn dikarin wê di dengê xwe de bibihîzin (rûmet)
Dîsa jî vê shitê bistînin, her çend
Dîtinî
[Ayet 1]
Perê axaftinê 'ji bo xwe, ez jê re dibêjin bi kelecan
Agirê agir ji çivîkek ku li firotanên pargîdanî dixebite
Chinchilla Ushanka, Em Ski 'li Courchevel Out
Nûçeyên Breakin, wan hewl da ku wî bikujin, lê kurik biser dikeve
Ez ji rêwîtiyê û nîgarên min Fuckin 'diçin girtîgehê
Pêşgotin 'to kûçikan' ji bo ku ji xwe bêtir dixwazin
Ew giran e 'li ser pîvana min a exlaqî giran e
Knowin 'Ew Gon' Caine Caine din difiroşin, ew difikirin ku ew baş in
Li Chanel bimeşin, ew hez dikin, "How The Fuck Hûn hewceyê bêtir Chanel?"
Min van pisîkên Tuckin 'li ser firotanên çaremîn-çaremîn girt
Ez ji bo dîtina 'hêsirên li ser xwarinên giran dibêjim
Restorant derket, şirînên Lauryn Hill
Ez dibêjim, "Em ê li ser me bipeyivin," Ez mîna Urdun Peele hest dikim
Dikaribû bibêjim ku ez di bin çermê we de mîna pezê orjînal im
Sedemên we bi kiryarên we mîna fîlimek biyanî re hevber nakin
Now nuha ew di berxê de bêdeng e mîna fîlimê tirsnak
Tiştên piştî min statin 'eşkere
Tiştên piştî panzdeh salên serdestiyê kinky digirin
Ku ezmên ilmê di bin çavan de ye
Dravê xweser e
Shout 'to Oliver North, Ew li Rome Doin' Toronto Shit
Û Jeremiah Watchdog, hûn niggas dizanin ka çi dem e
Ez pir di hundurê Houston Hobby de pir im, ez hogir im
Hoes Waitin 'li Lobî, ew kurik lobiyek e
Savage kartek kesk rasterast ji konsulxaneyê derket
Li ku ez diçim, hûn diçin, bira, em qral in
Fermî kodê kincê, DAWG, ji ber vê yekê gelek kontrolên deyn e
Ez hest dikim Czechoslovakian, Nigga, çi fuck?
[Navberkirin]
Nah, ez di cih de rast im, ji bo rast, mîna
Ez hîs dikim ku heke Mike glove ji bo penêr, mîna
Ev shit tenê rast e ku hûn rast in, hûn dizanin?
Dîtinî
[Ayetek 2]
Diamonds dansê bêaqil dikin, ez xalîçeya şerabê bilind dikim
Detektorên metal Metal beepin 'û ewlehiya dorpêçê
Hejmarên ku diçin, kesek grafika xeta bikişîne
Roj bi rê ve diçin ', ew mîna ku ez livin' di wext-lapse de ye
Gotûbêja 'ji Adel re mîna ku ew di fînansê de mezin kir
Shania Twain, Notepad, I Makin 'It Line-Dance
Hûn biceribînin min dizîn,
Têkiliyên mobîlan, ez sond dixwim ku em mîna çivîkek bi xwişk û birayên baş re, malbat her xirab
Ez li ser Dawgs di derheqê paqijkirinê 'ew wêneyan de pêşgotin' dikim
Ez sond dixwim ku ez mîna ciwanek T.D. Jakes ji mêlên min re me
Roj baş-Kiss, PDA ji bo Nemesis min
Sê hektarên hunnid, PGA li ser jîngehê
Ya ku bi rastî Brackin 'mîna vê ayetê di nav parantezan de ye
Ez li hinekan diçim Niggas li ser niggas, ne jî behs nakin
[Navberkirin]
Like, ne jî li ser wê ditirsin, mîna
Hûn dikarin gava ku, an
An na, hûn dizanin?
Ya ku ew e, ez texmîn dikim
Erê, Hm
Dîtinî
[Ayets 3]
Hûn kurên ciwan hin ji wê drav digirin û wê danîn
Ne havin 'bes e ku baca we bide sûcek federal
Hûn niggas bi min re fikar in, û ew ne li ser vibe hetero ye
Beef bi vî rengî bêdeng bimeşe, hûn difikirin ku ez lettin im
Tişta din hûn dizanin, em xetên dijmin ên paşîn tip-toein
Min ewqas dirêj berê xwe da, em bîranînên te digirîn
Teoriyên komplo dest pê dikin ku mîna zilamê Kennedy
Ez ê li hember we li hember we zilmek bilind bikim 'til ez heftê û pênc im
Ayy, niggas lyin 'ji bo livin', min nekarî bi hev
Em hemî di nav nivînê ku em çê dikin de diavêjin, lê ew nekare drake
We gava ku rast li rûyê we sekinî, gelek hezkirina derewîn mecbûr kir
Ji ber vê yekê we ji Nîgayên xwe mîna Puddin 'û Cake derket
Min we li kamerayê Kamera 'xwarê, lê dîmen ewle ye
Xwedê spas, USB din jî ku ew bi ewlehî bixe
Xwedê spas, li crib, dippin 'lingê min li golê
Ez sond dixwim ku hûn min zivirand ser gundiyan, ez nekim ku birevim
Ne dibêje 'Ez li tiştê ku ez dikim çêtirîn im
Ez tenê dibêjim 'ku ew ji min re li hemberê yê ku dixwaze winda bike
Yek ji yên ku kî kî ye, min ji bo ekîba nû girt .22
QELÎŞTOK. ji DJ ji Houston, em screws winda dikin
Helîkopter, roniyên polîs, û nûçeyên nûçeyan
Niggas Stady Cryin 'To My Daddy, Well, Boo-Hoo
Hûn gelek li ser kurê xwe, baş, rast, rast, haha bihîstin
[جهر
(Di destên Xwedê de) erê
(Bi rûmet be)
(Ew li wir bû)