SHELTHER

Yea
I keep on holding on
Never give up i go on and on and on
I need my peace took my Leave
Had to make it work and work and Up
What's the essence of making it to the top
When you barely help the
Gents to the top
Like the weather
I solely brew up cognac, am a Hustler
Check mate you like Ewedu and Eba
We dribble pass oasis just like Neymar
I could may up the weather
TMT Floyd Mayweather
I could screw up the driver
I truly chew up other gang
I truly mew up the Ladder
I really crew up my gang
I really screw up the Driver
Turn it up like a weather
Made it up with the weather
We coping with your flaws

We keeping it Shelther
Keeping it filtered
Am here to shelther

Yea
Keeping it filtered
Am here to shelther

Taking you further in life no Better
In my room corner that's the
Lyrics in Order
Keeping it filtered
Am here in shelther
I rhyme in Number
Unfinished the order
Send me ur Aza
Like I said earlier
I rhyme in number
God's plan is Better
God's plan is Super
We really the Fighter
We counting in numbers
We pushing the Pushers
We riding our riders
So
Stop the fronting
And as well stop ur tripping
You the bby so we donate u pampers
We pay the piper
The tune of masters
We play with playas we work with Ballers
We roll the coast to coastals
We scroll the most to most highs
We winning the goals in God's Eyes
Fist on my prey with the bird's eyes
Shining night and day Nigga
Look me in my eye
Yea
Look me in my eye
This is Hit compare to other
Alphabetically Am The A in order ABODERIN

Yea
Alpha Omega That's Jehovah
The only God The Highest Order Jehovah
Damn
Look me in my eye all eyes on me
My rhyme book updated
They iced on me
I can take you there
With patience is key
You follow your heart
You become the key
Ghetto gospel prayer is the master Key
Down on my kneels everyday
The truth I believe
Ghetto gospel the truth I Live
Ghetto gospel ain't hard to believe And be Live

But I don't believe what I perceive
This reality has fucked with me
Life's been feeling scripted
The lyrics to which
I listen were written with wisdom
That came from the realest living
To lift the lowest spirits
We lyric swimmers
Freestyling through the sorrow
The flows they followed presented Brighter tomorrows,
OGs BC Before Covid flow sick
The niggas I look up to made it and Made a ton
While they was young
They made it fun
Now that my story has just begun
I'm busting
Coming like some loaded guns
Click the trigger and leave you punched
Pause like paper planes laced with Thoughts
Laid in braille to reach a higher plane

Good Morning I hope you well
I just wanted you to know that you Are loved
You are cared for
We appreciate you and
We thank you for being you
Stay true to you and Love
You at all times