Hedges and Highway

You know I'm wit' it like GP
I told my baby, "My time is on CP"
Last name ain't Cena but you cannot see me
Know that God love me, ain't worried 'bout Keke
Mike Jack, "Thriller", might hit it like "Hee-hee"
Leg out the window, kicks kickin' like Fefe
Way I'm slappin' demons, you'd think I'm lil CiCi
God told me, "Hit the road", now I'm like Meep, Meep

And I slide
Ride wit' God like it's Bonnie and Clyde
He told me, "Hit the highway", I replied
If you want it, you got it, on God
When it's pressure, you pickin' a side
I hit the road, I got souls on my mind
God made a feast, I just want you to dine
Where you gon' go when it's really your time? You ain't got time
That's why I slide, ride wit' God like it's Bonnie and Clyde
He told me, "Hit the highway", I replied
If you want it, you got it, on God
When it's pressure, you pickin' a side
I hit the road, I got souls on my mind
God made a feast, I just want you to dine
Where you gon' go when it's really your time? You ain't got time

Me and my homies, we on ten like the top floor
We gon' let it go, bring them dogs like Rocko
Satan aimin' at my family, that's a low blow
Tryna take me out the hands of God, that's a no-no
Talkin' to the Lord, He said, "Go get 'em from the bando"
Say they got that cancer, I'm walkin' wit' the Spirit, I got answers
Designer got 'em blind to they cadenza
But this a different stanza, I keep it black and white like panda
This ain't Murder What She Wrote, though
"I ain't got no hope, so I'm in love wit' the Coco"
"Shawty want a thug and a plug on the low-low"
"Hit her wit' a slug, send her home like Toto"
"If you want that beef, got it, yeah"
"If you want that beef, I got beef by the boatload"
"Homie, I'm the king of the streets, and I won't fold"
"Homie, I'm the king of the streets and I—"
But can you tell me where your pain go when you layin' low?
And the weight is on your shoulders like an anvil
You lookin' over your shoulder but you just can't show
Prayin' to God that he just send you an angel
God made a feast and he want you at the table
You can just slide, leave all that weight by the side
What God wanna give you gon' cost you your life
But you gon' end up gainin' life if you just slide

And the maimed, and the halt, and the blind
And the servant said, "Lord, it is done as Thou hast commanded
And yet there is room"
And the lord said unto the servant,
"Go out into the hedges and highways and
Compel them to come in, that my house may be filled"

And I slide
Ride wit' God like it's Bonnie and Clyde
He told me, "Hit the highway", I replied
If you want it, you got it, on God
When it's pressure, you pickin' a side
I hit the road, I got souls on my mind
God made a feast, I just want you to dine
Where you gon' go when it's really your time? You ain't got time
That's why I slide, ride wit' God like it's Bonnie and Clyde
He told me, "Hit the highway", I replied
If you want it, you got it, on God
When it's pressure, you pickin' a side
I hit the road, I got souls on my mind
God made a feast, I just want you to dine
Where you gon' go when it's really your time? You ain't got time