Choppa

I got a choppa that spray when I pray
Jesus see when I be surfing he wave
All of my demons they getting the fade
Really be chatting while running away
I really live this I'm fighting all day
I get a break with the king that I slay
They see me coming the run seven ways
Nephilim flying up up and away
I cannot break like a flip phone
Jesus he made me like Chai hard
I'mma keep killing til they gone
Put on my armor I'm on guard
Fasting I discipline my heart
Flesh is so weak like pop tart
Jesus he gave me a head start
Using my brain so I stay smart
Looking at ways I can further the kingdom
1 Peter 2:17 now go read it
Y'all just be rapping bout guns and don't squeeze em
Never had grip in your hand and don't need it
I really got shot at alive and I'm breathing
I really pulled triggers I popped and I squeezed em
My Pop taught me how to reload and I mean it
He told me to breathe when I aim it and I squeeze it
I hit all my targets, don't think that I'm lying, don't want me to prove it
I hang with the lions, the kingdom of Judah, will shoot your medulla
I'm really bout violence, so what I'mma Christian, I be the influence
For God I'm a rider, not keeping me quiet, cuz Jesus the ruler

Choppa, Choppa, Choppa, Choppa
Choppa, Choppa, Choppa, Choppa



Credits
Writer(s): Michai Wharton
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