More Faith
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Shoutout to Wolfe Kat on the beat
Yea, uhn
Yea, uhn
Yea, yea
From the sin city where faith is hard
Don't got to scratch surface just to see the scars
Like a alcoholic trying to play the part
I keep the art of bars in my repertoire
A lot of rappers just subpar
They vision gotta be sonar
If you want war
I'll show up in all black like I'm teammates with Derrick car
Connect dots like it's Pac-Man
Never get ghost I was born to win
If it's my purpose ain't no such thing
As God dealing me a bad hand
I'm half monster and half man
I been a goblin like a Tyler Stan
Game over like its 4th quarter
I'm Kobe Bryant with the hot hand
Know it's God, music and the family
Ain't going back ain't no plan B
Even when they can't stand me
They gone marvel at me like Stan Lee
Tell them boys catch up
Before I leave em all on a stretcher
Everybody claim that they next up
But I give em my word like a pastor
Yea
Tell them boys catch up
Before I leave em all on a stretcher
Everybody claim that they next up
But I give em my word like a pastor
Bless up
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Shoutout to Wolfe Kat on the beat
Yea, uhn
Yea, uhn
Yea, yea
From the sin city where faith is hard
Don't got to scratch surface just to see the scars
Like a alcoholic trying to play the part
I keep the art of bars in my repertoire
A lot of rappers just subpar
They vision gotta be sonar
If you want war
I'll show up in all black like I'm teammates with Derrick car
Connect dots like it's Pac-Man
Never get ghost I was born to win
If it's my purpose ain't no such thing
As God dealing me a bad hand
I'm half monster and half man
I been a goblin like a Tyler Stan
Game over like its 4th quarter
I'm Kobe Bryant with the hot hand
Know it's God, music and the family
Ain't going back ain't no plan B
Even when they can't stand me
They gone marvel at me like Stan Lee
Tell them boys catch up
Before I leave em all on a stretcher
Everybody claim that they next up
But I give em my word like a pastor
Yea
Tell them boys catch up
Before I leave em all on a stretcher
Everybody claim that they next up
But I give em my word like a pastor
Bless up
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Writer(s): Iva Durand Iii
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