Soak In The Gospel Lyrics

Fan Club

Stop fucking playing with me man

I'm not the one

Hop out the space whip wasted

Fragrantly naked running in place like an insane patient

If you waiting for me to give a fuck

That shit go take insane patience

But I've been plotting and making moves behind the scene

Waiting for that time to come

Take it and run

Like the world ain't owe me shit

Fan Club damn apocalypse

I thought that it was obvious

That y'all ain't rocking hard as this

So when I grab a mic don't talk and shit

Just grab a fucking notepad and try to soak some of this gospel in

I'll be tops of ten again and again

They go look back at this track and say damn that boy did it again

Now he in the board room and his bag

Lord all I ask is for you to get me out this town fast

Finna lock myself in a cage with a gage and a drum pad

And y'all either going to hear some fire or that shit kick back

Now bring the damn kicks back

Yeah

I got fire skills

It's my mic that kills and not the iron

I like to roll my woods up on some fine china

Meals five course this not a diner

I've been walking on a wire

Trying to find the peace of mind to try to inspire the children of the opposition

Made my decision

We don't speak vengeance

We just give knowledge

Praise Allah

I'm on my imposter shit

Got it out the mud like the Amish did

I'm behind enemy lines like a confidant with confidence

Was on some wizard shit

Colder than a blizzard is

Then we see the eyes close through the window in the nighttime

Then the nightlife takes a mind of its own

Now you have no control of your skeleton

Bones just want to make it home

But now we roaming the strip lit

Sipping a 5th

Blunt twisted as a tornado is bitch

Yeah

Fucking bars

God damn