Gospel
Take them all to church 'cause everything I do is Gospel
When it come to music and money I'm an apostle
All my enemies' an example of what to not do
Black vampyre, I'm ebony Nosferatu
Hustling in these streets, yeah I'm doin' just what I got to
If you try to play don't think that I ever forgot you
I'm just tryina' learn and live my life with love and meditate
Prayin' for my downfall, that's the moment that I elevate
I work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Work... hustle
Work... hustle
Work... grind
Take them all to church, church
Rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
Rewind the beat
Every time I speak you know the words I say is Gospel
Live your life with purpose and vision nothing can stop you
Get a taste of power, they sour, but now they want you
Face my Fears so I coast just like the mob do
All I do is music and trappin', just like apostle
If you never paid no way to know what it cost you
Look into my mind and see the angles I ain't measure yet
And if I ever perish that's the moment that I resurrect
I work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Only thing left is to get on the stage and spaz on 'em
Drop mass on 'em, let two thousand lights flash on 'em
Rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
When it come to music and money I'm an apostle
All my enemies' an example of what to not do
Black vampyre, I'm ebony Nosferatu
Hustling in these streets, yeah I'm doin' just what I got to
If you try to play don't think that I ever forgot you
I'm just tryina' learn and live my life with love and meditate
Prayin' for my downfall, that's the moment that I elevate
I work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Work... hustle
Work... hustle
Work... grind
Take them all to church, church
Rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
Rewind the beat
Every time I speak you know the words I say is Gospel
Live your life with purpose and vision nothing can stop you
Get a taste of power, they sour, but now they want you
Face my Fears so I coast just like the mob do
All I do is music and trappin', just like apostle
If you never paid no way to know what it cost you
Look into my mind and see the angles I ain't measure yet
And if I ever perish that's the moment that I resurrect
I work, hustle, grind, repeat
And make the DJ rewind the beat
Only thing left is to get on the stage and spaz on 'em
Drop mass on 'em, let two thousand lights flash on 'em
Rewind the beat
Work, hustle, grind, repeat
Credits
Writer(s): Mischa Reining, Ofuso Jones- Quartey
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