Get Busy (Ripped Jeans) ft. Mighty King Zion Lyrics

Time to get busy

I don't need a glizzy

'Cuz everywhere I go, know I got the Lord with me

If you talk down, boy you better pipe down

You should know it can get sticky

Since I was a pickney, been down to get filthy

Now I'm washed in the Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in His Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in the Blood so I'm dripping

Bust it down bust it down keep it 100 now cross on my neck I don't need no baguettes

Breaking down haters now what they be saying now hundreds on me boy I don't got to flex

Step into Pearson and fly to Hawaii man, sun on my neck when I hop out the jet

Y'all trying too hard man I do this for fun

Rap about God it just happens to slap okay

I'm really living for God and I give it my all I could never go switch no way

Don't you go speak on my name I mean what I say when I tell you I don't play

I really live what I rap bout so I can live with myself at the end of the day

Man they keep doing too much I figured it out I keep telling you God is the way

I'm a hotshot

Came into the game and I think it's gon' blast off

Make moves nonstop know my name ring a bell like Raja

Dropping dimes like I'm Rondo Rajon

Had y'all fun but it's my time

Way too fly but I'm not trying don't get caught in the headlights

Baddie in the front, baddie in the back

Emkoro and Lenn boy I ain't got to cap

You coming for them you coming for me

So if you go at them I'll put you on blast

There was a time I was trapped in my past

Didn't have nothing I wasn't the man

God saved my life and he gave me a chance

God saved my life I could never go back

Dropping these songs for a bankroll hitting the church in the same clothes

I never needed a Draco to rap about all the guns with the same flows

Dropping the tracks dropping the hits I swear I need more

Making it stack never for clicks man I'm ready to go

Shoutout to Ashley chilling in BC

Shoutout to Mitchell he keep me on repeat

Shoutout to Victor and Luca my boys they motivate me so I go hard and drop heat

Spitting facts as hard as concrete

Ryan Paul he dropping bomb beats

My squad got to eat so I give them racks so when we pull up we be on fleek

Time to get busy

I don't need a glizzy

Cuz everywhere I go, know I got the Lord with me

If you talk down, boy you better pipe down

You should know it can get sticky

Since I was a pickney, been down to get filthy

Now I'm washed in the Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in His Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in the Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in His Blood so I'm dripping

Brought me up from the mud I was filthy

Now I got new clothes and it fit me

I was on the block, I was chipping

Chipping rock in trap with the mice, no Disney

Brought me back from the dead, I was diseased

Now I'm really catching plays from the Lord, no frisbee

Every time I feel low, He gon' lift me

I was really blowing dro man them big trees

Was a big fiend

Wasn't smoking crack but every week

Would take LSD

Pop amphetamine

Smokin ketamine

Until Jesus resurrected me

Washed me in His Blood now I'm a better me

I no longer sell drugs but still getting cheese

Babygirl I was a plug but I switched schemes

Why they telling me it's love, when they switch teams

Put in work from the jump I had big dreams

Now I'm flexing in the cut like I been deezed

Check my resume, no indeed

No cap been a slime no Lil Keed

Jesus saved me boy I been free

Washed in His Blood no ripped jeans

Got no time for these miskeens

Time to get busy

I don't need a glizzy

Cuz everywhere I go, know I got the Lord with me

If you talk down, boy you better pipe down

You should know it can get sticky

Since I was a pickney, been down to get filthy

Now I'm washed in the Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in His Blood so I'm dripping

Washed in the Blood so I'm dripping