Y'all Gotta Move

(Can't get out of my bag)

Woah, yeah, I'm in my bag now
Woah, yeah, I'm in my bag now
All these demons scared, when I rap loud
All these demons scared, when I drop

I'm done with all the critics man, y'all gotta move
I'm done with all the haters man, y'all gotta move
I'm done with all the corniness, y'all gotta move
Y'all gotta move, what son? y'all gotta move

Okay, my choppa' may not spray
But my God done set me free
I've been running round, come hear the sound
I'm here in victory
If these demons want smoke
I grab the toolie on the team
Jesus is my twin, he made my eyes sparkle and gleam
All these demons, really, want smoke
Spraying out these verses, leave him leaking, He not a joke
My God my one defender, every case is getting closed
He clearing the way for me, I'm lookin' like I'm unopposed
Walk inside the boardroom
Hella comfortable when I present
Jesus gives me confidence
And best believe He gives me strength
Devil tried to tempt, tried to get me off His path
But nah, I'd rather stick with Him 'cause He is life it everlasts

Woah, yeah, I'm in my bag now
Woah, yeah, I'm in my bag now
All these demons scared, when I rap loud
All these demons scared, when I drop

I'm done with all the critics man, y'all gotta move
I'm done with all these haters man, y'all gotta move
I'm done with all the corniness, y'all gotta move
Y'all gotta move, what son? y'all gotta move



Credits
Writer(s): John Sorto
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