First Track Chorus Jesus planted this in me{ Jesus planted this in me} There was nothing else that I could see {nothing else that I could see} Except that paper and pen {except that paper and pen} Roll some weed sip some gin {roll some weed sip some gin} Tell my homies I'm going in Tell my mama I'm going in I can feel my destiny is within Jesus got me I'm going in Verse I want it all, no I need it all Obligated to make my mama house look like it's a mall Delegating on innovation it's history in the making
Real artistic work. Them other dudes be faking I been praying asking for guidance and direction Working towards perfection, hot joints like the smokers section I'm from the city of evil where they don't mind to shoot ya' Saints have a pa**ed and me sinners have a future I was told the Lord is down for you if you look up to him Tokin' on this allah repenting of my sins Going harder than them B.I.G n**urs at the gym Took a sip of that hennessey and watched my head spin X Chorus