B.I.B.L.E
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The B.I.B.L.E
B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
Yeah
I got the b.i.b.l.e.
Stompin' on all my enemies
Like what do you
Like what do you mean?
(Like what do you)
(Like what do you mean?)
Don't need a
Don't need a blicky
Yeah, the Spirit is sticky
Yeah, you just want the green green
Yeah, my focus on The King
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a gold ring
He get the glory
He don't leave me lonely
I'm never lonely
No I am never alone
100k just to get a feature on your song
Why you hitting up my phone?
Could you go and please leave me alone?
Then I hop in the lambo
Ride with you if we got same goals
This is not a vacation like Sandals
Know I read all the fakes like a Kindle
Yeah yeah yeah
You put the guala on the table
I look at it, set it on fire
You think you can buy my soul with some money
You need to look up and go talk to my God
I got the Holy Spirit lookin down on me
I go this hard to feed all my family
If you tryna find the old me, he's not my homie
He died with the rest of my body
Then I resurrected in Christ
You know nothing bout the price
Would you even die for Christ
If it cost you your life?
Yeah
Gun pointed at your head
"Deny Christ!" what they said
I picture the blood that He shed
Imma follow Him down to the death
The B.I.B.L.E
B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The B.I.B.L.E
B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
Yeah
I got the b.i.b.l.e.
Stompin' on all my enemies
Like what do you
Like what do you mean?
(Like what do you)
(Like what do you mean?)
Don't need a
Don't need a blicky
Yeah, the Spirit is sticky
Yeah, you just want the green green
Yeah, my focus on The King
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a gold ring
He get the glory
He don't leave me lonely
I'm never lonely
No I am never alone
100k just to get a feature on your song
Why you hitting up my phone?
Could you go and please leave me alone?
Then I hop in the lambo
Ride with you if we got same goals
This is not a vacation like Sandals
Know I read all the fakes like a Kindle
Yeah yeah yeah
You put the guala on the table
I look at it, set it on fire
You think you can buy my soul with some money
You need to look up and go talk to my God
I got the Holy Spirit lookin down on me
I go this hard to feed all my family
If you tryna find the old me, he's not my homie
He died with the rest of my body
Then I resurrected in Christ
You know nothing bout the price
Would you even die for Christ
If it cost you your life?
Yeah
Gun pointed at your head
"Deny Christ!" what they said
I picture the blood that He shed
Imma follow Him down to the death
The B.I.B.L.E
B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
The B.I.B.L.E
Credits
Writer(s): Edgar Sandoval Jr
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