Lord Chose Lyrics

Don't want smoke Jacob be going in un approached

God spoke say it gotta be him lord chose

By the time they got his body in bins it's all bones

DNA got was left of his skin and called home

Im shaking generational curses off cursive

In nation most lanes is hearses life and death

We on the same excursion brought change

No exchange in purses you chirp

The cheap version the same as Persian

Views of the city obscure me but my mood is pity

Stains exotic to heal me grams flew thru 60

Taking shots from half court make my palms feel itchy of course

I bet i get it off calm and swiftly

I touch the court my right hand is like god is with me

I would wish the man well

Clips far from empty

How do i look having a talent tryna spar with envy

The bar was heavy

Looking Through the lens Balenci

Off of 10 years Looking like how we planned the century

Demand cement me let loose but held the canvas tensely

Love me forever

Although you know you can't protect me

The plan is heaven only God himself can send me

Yes lord

You just need a reference

Lead with your heart on your sleeve

And gain severance

Reap your blessings

The keys to the doors

We possess them

Even the score

Then teach a lesson

Demons all sent sent for

It's prolly why the S on his chest

Clark Kent more

Money get stashed

Till we Audemars Patek pour

Diamonds on dial forty thou

We in baguette crosses

You cuttin the code like coupon

Throw shells with hell

You'll leave with your suit on

Taking trips goin back and forwards

Make the dopest sales

Then Saks you affording

Close casket up close

Shit real vivid like a movie

My life like Oceans Eleven

George Clooney

Ethiopian bitches trying to seduce me

Some of ya'll talk too freely and too loosely

We don't fuck with y'all niggas ya'll don't move me

used to do the Levis now, Or Ksubi's

Cop a new piece give a 2 piece to your crew G

This shit sounds like I'm rocking a Coogi

Looking to god like how can it soothe me

The money clothes and cars you caught in movie

I said you caught in a movie

The money clothes and cars you caught in movie

Yes lord

You just need a reference

Lead with your heart on your sleeve

And gain severance

Reap your blessings

The keys to the doors

We possess them

Even the score

Then teach a lesson

The Demons all sent sent for

It's prolly why the S on his

To Clark Kent more

Money get stashed

Till we Audemars Patek pour

Diamonds on dial forty thou

We in baguette crosses