Holy Writ Lyrics

Hey man, what's up

It's Rich Flex

Uh, hey, boy

What up, let's get it

Look upon the earth, tell me you don't see a curse

All the blessings within sight, tell me you don't know your worth

Everybody ain't your friend and the others do you dirt

Niggas always risk they freedom instead of puttin' in that work

If you ain't got no skills, you gon' always blame the earth

Everybody in your business, they don't really need to lurk

When the time is right, they gon' hear it all first

Got a slim thick shawty and she came with some perks

I'm the one that added meat to that butt that she twerk

Got her locked down forever cause she down to the earth

I smoke grass all day, I ain't never popped a perc

You ever seen a nigga tweakin' on the block by the curb

I'm tired of seein' niggas in the jail and on the shirt

I'm finna put my niggas on, you mess with us, you gettin' murked

Tired of sittin' in them trenches, man, we really put in work

We don't gotta be here, I hope we find another earth

We the real trendsetters, y'all ain't really put in work

Before y'all use our shit, y'all better give us credit first

I'll die behind mine, I ain't scared to leave no earth

And I don't know what's goin' on, but they better get to talking

Y'all ain't got shit to say, then y'all better get da walkin

I'm movin' with the blunt in my mouth, I'm jaywalkin

How you gon' hate on a black man and start jockin'

Y'all people ain't really superior, y'all just mockin

I be in that cut with them hunnids, I'm big flockin

You not a real man in this world, you just toxic

When I was in the military, leadership was toxic

We use guns, but them pussies usin' rockets

Now put them weapons down, we all need to learn some boxin

Man, you already know what it is, man

Rich Flex, I keep tellin' y'all, stop playin' with me

I am the one

Bitch, I'm really legendary, they love me like it's February

They entertain us, commentary, they sellin' lies, it's very scary

The new year's really in March, not January

They hide a lot of knowledge from us, and it ain't necessary

Man, I got on this beat just to talk some real shit

I like designer clothes, but I been the real fit

A lil shine on my life, but I wanna get real lit

I'm a real man, I don't trip over little shit

He ain't snappin' on these beats, all I hear is baby spit

You got a binary trigger, tell me what's a drill bit

He thinkin' he a goon, that's a whole misfit

And these niggas ain't real, man, I swear they counterfeit

Y'all ain't tryin' to save the world, niggas really hypocrites

And we be the lab rats of this whole experiment

You gotta die one day, so tell me, what's the holy writ