Cats be asking me,
Yo, isn’t God going to provide?
Why are you always grinding all the time?
You must not have read the Bible, dogg…..Heh

Hook
You don't work, you don't eat
coz with no dirt, you cant grow seed
grind till it hurts, sweat till you bleed
and if there's no other way, Lord let it be
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Uh, Look
It’s the authentic, prophetic, where the rest
seem prosthetic, I spit it like I was made
in my pop's image, in here to inherit my spot
why you think I'm about my pop's business
my plot, I've been searching for crop, to drop in it
non stop, even work when it's hot, I'm not finished
I bleed, putting seed in the soil, for increase
in deed, if I'm needed to toil, i dig deep
six feet, where the dead feed the living, take root
in the right ground, so it doesn't bear, strange fruit
they shoot, like a war in beirut, while I stay hate
proof, and I come back swinging like Babe Ruth
Base truth on no other foundation, that solid rock
is the one I put my faith in, so whatever I'm facing'll
be forced to face him, like we traded places or
switched faces, now thats a facelift

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I’m a, good steward staying fly, no stewardess
that still journey where its gutter as a sewer gets
still carry my cross with a thoroughness
empowered to bear that burden, no surrogates
a bird in covenant is worth more
than a whole flock of them when you're morally dirt poor
know what you're on earth for, I don't just work hard, I work smart
there's too many just working to work, thats the worst part
I learned to work the hard ground like a work of art
Stick around, homey, I'll show you how to work a job
And get a hustle on though I never cooked crack
And once I put my hand to the plough, I never looked back,
(The) weight of the world on my shoulders seems so big
but I move like it's easy because of who I'm yoked with,
I don't see how y'all can lack for paper
when the harvest is so massive we seeking more labor

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Yeah,
It’s time to get blessed for the meal
Homey dig this, I'm the best in my field
meaning any challenge I work is gone yield,
fruit in it's time let the suspense, build
Ruffle Birds nests with the words
Trust me cowboy, forget what you Herd
I could go the polite way and try to be reserved
but Most of it's Bull if the honesty's preferred
I don't do beef with Herbs, keep the meat n veg separate
like un balancing the diet is the best method
I stand on the corner stone the builder refused
and that rock won't string you along like Led Zepellin
never do bread leavened, el naturale
that's why we stay energetic where they lack morale
drunk off the fountain of youth, never tapping out
A man that pack punches for days, Manny Pacqiao!!!

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