United 3 (Radio Edit) Lyrics

God giving holiness within this third level

Building temples with my brothers within God I nestle

Share the hustle with the world but they ignored the prints

They refused that blue stone but now we holding the whole shit

Bloodline of a king, niggas gon' get mad

Evil eye of charm on my arm for the pushback

Pure thoughts elevate when intertwined with kush bags

Now niggas sad, but niggas had

Ample amount of time to get the cash for love

How they move when they down is how they move above

These niggas hate me and then copy my stuff

Then wanna get mad when nobody fucking with them

Peep these niggas game and they wrongdoings

Some will call you bro and try to get you ruined

They'll try to live your life and screw who you screwing

Keep your life on the low if you don't wanna shoot em

Summon power from the divine, hear my love Lord

Staying out the way cause these people love playing Lord

I keep an abundance of money in my palms

Sony Afeela pushing COD bar

It's a different type of glow in the night

I'm talking 33 lumens in all white

I'm talking knowledge from the elders uplifting the brethren

I'm talking about ruling the plane without using a weapon

Esoteric knowledge flowing through these spirals

So no longer I get mad at those who mind close

Keep it nine though and hold that three high though

Light speed through the physical to keep my mind on