Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here
Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,
I'm chilling with jesus
Is there any love
Inadvertently flowing a slurred serving of slippery words
Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks
Stop blamin me for everything, jesus
Four out of five try to fake and get serious
So before i go, you should harvest food
Face your fate of serving in my servitude
Time won't cover the wounds neither will jesus.
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
I'm serving the beat, nobody's perfect as me
And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
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