Jerry Rice

We gon' ride until we die
Yeah we play for gold
With these hands Jerry Rice
Ay with these hands yeah we nice
My whole team we rollin' catch us rollin' we gon' dice
I don't play no football but I feel like Jerry Rice
God told me to kill it He ain't gotta tell me twice
He send it I receive it then I lay it cold as ice
But I'm South Florida cruisin' like I'm in Miami Vice
So tell me how you feel
Oh not a fan of me?
You're not offending me
You're just an enemy now
Look at my life I'm laying it down
Yeah I live by example
Feeling like Samson though with a fresh cut
'Cause I'm a human so as such
I make mistakes and they're massive
They make me feel like I'm mad stuck
But I'm riding 'til I die 'cause that's the only way
I'm riding on a surfboard and I'm pearling on a wave
But I'll still get up again because I'm here to stay
So you best believe us on the track like when we say
We gon' ride until we die
Yeah we play for gold
With these hands Jerry Rice
Ay with these hands yeah we nice
My whole team we rollin' catch us rollin' we gon' dice
When we rollin' it's no seven with eleven talking grace
Got a lot of it like seven times seven walk heavy
Trying to get them out the mud like a Chevy
Nice with the hands just see me put these things together
We pull up give you a message
Any day and that's on sight
Gotta get right with the Lord
It's 'bout time you know I'm right
Catching flights talking price
On the one who gave His life
Got your boy living twice
Think I changed overnight
Riding in the light catch the sunrise
They thinking dark when I told them that the son died
We bring that Word in living color like it's tie dye
Like Joe Montana Jerry Rice we gon' let it fly
We gon' ride until we die
Yeah we play for gold
With these hands Jerry Rice
Ay with these hands yeah we nice
My whole team we rollin' catch us rollin' we gon' dice
We just rollin' like the dice
I got hands like Jerry Rice
That's my praying hands you fool
'Cause Jesus got me feeling nice
I kill beats but for a price
'Cause I truly gave my life
I'm kinda cool with death when I
Know that I done sacrificed
All of this nonsense is nothing but craziness
I got my game and it's way past the laziness
Ya'll wanna chill but can't vibe with my waviness
I'm falling short of the Lord and how great He is
Ay what do you mean?
Oh that isn't me?
Boy you be tripping to think that you beast
Without victory that comes with the peace
I'm about to coast 'cause I rock with the east
Y'all like your chains but I'm walking set free
I want to win we call that double V
Ya'll wanna clone but you can't double me
I'm one of a kind
One of a recipe I've been designed
To worship or die
But I guess it is both
'Cause when I am dead I'm feeling alive
We gon' ride until we die
Yeah we play for gold
With these hands Jerry Rice
Ay with these hands yeah we nice
My whole team we rollin' catch us rollin' we gon' dice



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Writer(s): Brandon Parker, Colson Kelly, J. Malinich
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