[Verse1: Alexander Werd]
Dante's vices got a n***a paying prices
Off the back, its Seven, but I ain't gonna spice it
I've been livin' more spritual momma
Keep my head in my grind, stay from the drama
Ain't go to church in like two weeks it's taking toll
Demons learn of my weaknesses, Devil is taking roll
Like who tell these women of me?
Why the love me?
It must be my potential cause my rainy days still sunny
Got too many topics not to spit this tropic
Island of Jamaica flow, can't stop it
Gal tell mi wah yuh wan from mi
Don't let mi in ya heart cause mi might loss the key
It's not your fault tho, my drive is in my tunnel vision
All I see money and glory, Im on a mission
Pushin it, full throttle
And n***as love to watch to
We ain't gon stop til n***a turn to fossils
Tyrannosaurus Rexes, them big boys can't reach me
And when my wrist turn presidential them boys can't impeach me
Started acting like a know it all, not everyone can't teach me
Cause I'm planning on being where everybody gon' beseech me
Like Drew you should
Like Drew you owe me
Like Drew you could, but none of em' really know me
And they swear that they do
Cause we got a couple laughs in
And they knew about my bad habits way back when
I wasn't a saint
I always would taint
My windows to my soul now I paint
Pictures til' I faint
Even so, when I'm at rest I use my dreams to plan thoroughly
How ima move and shake towards the currency
Terminating Satan's plans one by one
Mono y mono by keeping my eyes towards the sun, I know B I know
This here will become life if we make it life now, so yea we gon it dawg, I make it vow
When we marry the game after we done learned about her, after our spirits and lyrics..(to be continued)