Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it
People look at me crazy when they see me walking up and down the street, why cuz I rest in peace
I can't function like ya'll, I got a holy spirit
So when I speak facts, I know it's kind of hard to listen, or even comprehend it
Been out of touch with friends, I know that they miss me
I got girls across the globe who swear that they love me, begging me to come and visit
Do they really mean it, or they just see the vision
They just know I'm gifted
Fake friends love to hate, when they see you winning
But I'm a magician, with the hand of God in the kitchen
Cooking rappers and these white collard demons in the f*cking system
Hope I don't catch em slipping
Might just be their ending, yeah
Might just be their ending
I swear to God it might just be their ending
Yeah
22 year old kid writing rhymes for the fun of it
Ya'll niggas in the stu day night, still can't drop a hit
Pussy ass boy getting hurt cuz I copped his chick
But with a flow like mine, you get changes in dimes
Knock em down one by one, bitch who's next in line
My shit crazy, top 10 in my city no doubt
I'm as real as they come
Never chasing that clout
I'm independent, f*ck putting niggas dicks in my mouth
Fake friends make amends trying to steal ya plans
Then dab you up like y'all cool, tryna fit all in
They playing stupid, acting clueless, not knowing that you peeping, but they scheming so the next time you see em
(Gunshots)
Salut me or shoot me, that's what I told the man
I'm steady grinding, staking commas, huh
Racking these dividends, killing them
To the top that's where I'm headed man
The devil can't stop me, I'm hot
Ya'll know what time is is nigga
Kris Joseph - Holy Spirit Lyrics
Kris Joseph - Holy Spirit Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it
People look at me crazy when they see me walking up and down the street, why cuz I rest in peace
I can't function like ya'll, I got a holy spirit
So when I speak facts, I know it's kind of hard to listen, or even comprehend it
Been out of touch with friends, I know that they miss me
I got girls across the globe who swear that they love me, begging me to come and visit
Do they really mean it, or they just see the vision
They just know I'm gifted
Fake friends love to hate, when they see you winning
But I'm a magician, with the hand of God in the kitchen
Cooking rappers and these white collard demons in the f*cking system
Hope I don't catch em slipping
Might just be their ending, yeah
Might just be their ending
I swear to God it might just be their ending
Yeah
22 year old kid writing rhymes for the fun of it
Ya'll niggas in the stu day night, still can't drop a hit
Pussy ass boy getting hurt cuz I copped his chick
But with a flow like mine, you get changes in dimes
Knock em down one by one, bitch who's next in line
My shit crazy, top 10 in my city no doubt
I'm as real as they come
Never chasing that clout
I'm independent, f*ck putting niggas dicks in my mouth
Fake friends make amends trying to steal ya plans
Then dab you up like y'all cool, tryna fit all in
They playing stupid, acting clueless, not knowing that you peeping, but they scheming so the next time you see em
(Gunshots)
Salut me or shoot me, that's what I told the man
I'm steady grinding, staking commas, huh
Racking these dividends, killing them
To the top that's where I'm headed man
The devil can't stop me, I'm hot
Ya'll know what time is is nigga
Yeah
Yeah
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it all man
I done seen it
People look at me crazy when they see me walking up and down the street, why cuz I rest in peace
I can't function like ya'll, I got a holy spirit
So when I speak facts, I know it's kind of hard to listen, or even comprehend it
Been out of touch with friends, I know that they miss me
I got girls across the globe who swear that they love me, begging me to come and visit
Do they really mean it, or they just see the vision
They just know I'm gifted
Fake friends love to hate, when they see you winning
But I'm a magician, with the hand of God in the kitchen
Cooking rappers and these white collard demons in the f*cking system
Hope I don't catch em slipping
Might just be their ending, yeah
Might just be their ending
I swear to God it might just be their ending
Yeah
22 year old kid writing rhymes for the fun of it
Ya'll niggas in the stu day night, still can't drop a hit
Pussy ass boy getting hurt cuz I copped his chick
But with a flow like mine, you get changes in dimes
Knock em down one by one, bitch who's next in line
My shit crazy, top 10 in my city no doubt
I'm as real as they come
Never chasing that clout
I'm independent, f*ck putting niggas dicks in my mouth
Fake friends make amends trying to steal ya plans
Then dab you up like y'all cool, tryna fit all in
They playing stupid, acting clueless, not knowing that you peeping, but they scheming so the next time you see em
(Gunshots)
Salut me or shoot me, that's what I told the man
I'm steady grinding, staking commas, huh
Racking these dividends, killing them
To the top that's where I'm headed man
The devil can't stop me, I'm hot
Ya'll know what time is is nigga
Writer: Kemji Onye
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid