Bryson

Pipe that shit up, TnT
NLE, the Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
(Ayy, JB, why they mad?)
Eh, eh, eh, eh, wo-woah, woah, woah-woah
Oh (life good)
Can you see now? Can you see now?
Woah, oh

Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (ayy)

Soul mission (soul mission)
Soul purpose
Mom knew I was worth it
Since the day that I was birthed and came out of her lurkin'
Lookin' at all of the nurses, she said I was special
Knew that shit, that was for certain

I would've thought this world was perfect, but it came with some curses
And read between the verses, if the truth you been searchin'
I wokе up, I'm alerted, I was feelin' like a sеrvant
I ain't a part of the circus
My soul been overworkin'

She can't handle my burden, but she say she want a Birkin
I fell asleep in churches, I ain't know what he was chirpin'
Within myself I got faith, then prayers start unfoldin'
I know that God real, but not the way that they had told us

Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh

Ayy, swing like I'm Tyson (like I'm Tyson)
But I ain't doin' no fightin' (no fightin')
And I've been feelin' righteous
I'm going through enlightenment (enlightenment)
Conscious of a psychic
In between her like hyphens
They sayin' I don't know shit, but wait 'til it hit the fan

Groundin' up in the sand
The work put in, I seen dividends
I'm a bigger man, better man, I got a better plan
If you don't understand, where's somebody with some understandin'?
Pineal gland in my crown and I got the upper hand (red light)

Put the blues in rubber bands, I attract abundance
Affirmations daily, that's why blessings keep on comin' in
3-6-9, when I wake I write it three times
Six times in the daytime, nine at nighttime
Put positive thoughts into your heart, it'll change your DNA
Negative thoughts, they fall apart, now a nigga thinkin' straight
I don't even smoke weed no more
I put that on the Heaven's gates (uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)
Speakin' on the Heaven's gates, I know I'm going to Heaven, man

Ayy, I never thought I'd say this
But I'm eating on the vegan plate (eating on the vegan plate)
Don't take me to Chick-fil-A
I'm eatin' at the Grand Cafe (eatin' at the Grand Cafe)
They ain't open on Sunday anyway
Fuck your dinner date (fuck your dinner date), you are what you eat
I'm countin' green, eatin' celery (woah-woah-woah)

I don't care what nobody else think or say, self love the best love
Self-hate got you out of shape
Distractions all in your face
They tell me when they gonna wait
Donald Trump the last president
Ain't no more candidates

Turned my backyard to farmland
But grew up watching Gangland (Gangland)
On the block, hangin', I had my Drac' singin' (singin')
All the negative you put in you get it back, that's dangerous
Felt like all my karma came back when I got famous

Put the good in, you get the good out
I don't even tote my gun no more, 'cause I'm knowin' that I'm good now
Universe keep working for me
Ain't nobody goin' to touch me
They say "Protect Chop at all costs"
They need to change the subject

Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow wo-wo-wow)
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)