First Psalms

Deacon
Running in circles
Can't keep up the pace
Can't get discouraged
I'm running my race
Taught if you don't leave a face
Then you don't got a case
Don't leave a trace
I am super man
Go get me my cape
I say

Come take a look how far I came
Family and friends, they up and changed
I grew up something like a big dog
But somehow, I'm still the same
I was raised up by Rob and Wayne
I'll keep this cash, you take the fame
Know they gon ask you how you do it
Tell they that I stay in my lane
Coast
I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Bitch, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Yes, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Bitch, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
I say

I go swiftly
I got two sixty
Up on the dashboard
Catch up with me
I don't care if you are op
I don't give a damn you are police
Just know that I won't stop
And you will never ever ever hoe me
Talking cross the road
Lil told you gonna
Have to come and show me
Oh yes totally
Most of yall where you spose to be
Make sure I keep satan all up under my feet
Imma good score
Never lack, carrying heat
Run the play
Touchdown, then go in repeat
I'm a champion, but its so
Sour and sweet
And before I cheat the flow
I hop back on the beat
And yall on rap like this
How can you compete
And Ion like white bread
I need my money in wheat
Receiving everything organically
You want a lil bag and I need it gigantically
Yall love to take routes that be feeling satanically
That ship gon be sinking that that so titanically
I be all on my din got me looking mechanically
I know that I'm about to blow, volcanically
This nigga be rhyming like that, how can it be
I read the dictionary on a trampoline
Ha, ha, ha
Bouncing
Bouncing
I'm moving everything by the ounces
You make too much noise when you pounding
That's why you niggas out here drowning
I got small money over here piling
I'm really trying to buy me an island
And add a room for each of my kids
Since you niggas love being childish
I know, Imma beat the case
I ain't trialing
And if I have to go there
Better know a nigga wilding
Cause Ion really play fair
And these niggas steady fouling
They been hacking like a muhfucka
They gon turn a nigga violent
Ya girl, she a thumb sucker
And got too much mileage
I threw that in to be petty
I wouldn't love her up in private
I love to make the money confetti
Take a party and revive it
If anybody want it come get it
Any terrain I survive it

Come take a look how far I came
Family and friends, they up and changed
I grew up something like a big dog
But somehow, I'm still the same
I was raised up by Rob and Wayne
I'll keep this cash, you take the fame
Know they gon ask you how you do it
Tell they that I stay in my lane
Coast
I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Bitch, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Yes, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
Bitch, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
I say



Credits
Writer(s): Dion Smith
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