This is a song about "Lord dwells"

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

You say prasie the lord

All you need is your passport

Start blessing the lord for my attention,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

I'm the only god only lord,

Rap lord i play god big hood maestro

Never break, took a break though

Competition on the court

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Oh lord like it's sunday

Oh i gotta face the day