Not From This Earth ft. Kasey Jones Lyrics

Im not Pentacostal, Methodist, or Baptist

Its a lot of knowledge put into practice

Pakistan Is where I landed

The Promised Land is where I landed

If they hated on Jesus, I know they gon hate on me

Knowledge in tune, yeah I came with the Ricky tee

I was the one yeah you gotta know me

I was the one

I was the one, yeah I was chosen

Phoenix King, so I feel like im Sozin

I'm rocking the fake dreads, Im booking the shows in

Your man he was down bad asking where the hoes is

I'm rocking the Ricky cloak, walk like Im Moses

I need a warehouse to fit all my clothes in

I feel like Im Noah, I know where the boat is

I'm teaching the truth to my people

Knowledge in tune, Im not evil

Knowledge in tune not deceitful

Knowledge in tune, knowledge in tune

God Zeus, God Zeus, speaking in tune

God Zeus, God Zeus I do what it do

God Zeus, God Zeus imma prophet too

God Zeus, God Zeus look at the light

Look at the light

Look at the light

Look at the Living Light

I'm in the Human Made but I am not from this earth

I'm in the spaceship I'm going berserk

Wala took a break from flipping that work

Try to play wit me and you'll be the first

I'm grabbin Za and you be smoking on dirt

Smoking on 41, feel like I'm Dirk

I'm finna spark heem, feel like I'm Terk

Thumbing through cash and I feel like a clerk

Dropped a habit now I'm running it up

Bro in Cali asking me for a plug

Couldn't see when off of so many drugs

I just hit em with a shrug

Stepping on beats like bugs

Took a lil minute to step out the cut

Promise I never said I was a thug

But brodie stay with a slug

Hockey on me like I stay with a puck

This shit gon' hit em like it was a truck

Too cool to hang around with the shmucks

I had to get unstuck

They upset because they all out of luck

KJ back bitch, so it's up

Now they geeking cause it's us

You should probably self destruct

I know I'm talkin wild, gotta chill

I just want it so bad, kill

Brother died, I don't know how to feel

Never felt nothing that real

I almost lost it all, turned heel

Looked in the mirror like what's the deal

Fuck a thousand cause I need me a mill

3 times, Brad Beal

Now they running for the hills

Made it from Silver Spring to Brazil

I'm a fiend for the thrills

Know they mad because they ain't got the skill

I'm having fun with this shit

Double time, ain't even done with this shit

Fuck it, I might as well run with this shit

Cause I already know that I won wit this bitch

I'm the one, not the two or the three

This shit a knockout, UUV

We finna rock out, you and me

Til we got rocks on the jewelry

I don't wanna be you, know they wanna be me

Know they busy with the fake steppin Imma call em CP3

Cracking codes and CVV's

Glint in my eye I see VV's

Can't sympathize unless it's a fee

That's just the game to a T

Yeah, uh

KJ, God Zeus

Lets go