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As we proceed

To give you what you need

What's happening haters

C.S.A

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Red light green light slid on the scene like squid game

Now I'm finna take my time

Coming for my top like I ain't been bout that

We ain't gon talk that got no time

Real with the faith I ain't ever gone fake that

Know it's all grace can't play with my life

Running out of time had to change my pace up

Been a lot of things but never two faced

Never to late we ain't ever to late that blood

Changed everything cleaned our slates

Turn up some more like

We want some more life

They need some more light

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Sun up to sun down

We on the run now

They want us all outside

1, 2, like mich

Water on my kneck like Ice

Clear it up visine

Shine like the high beams

We let the light in

I'm on the right end

Know you can't touch this

So why you interrupt then

He gone slide again

Pop back round again

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I'm feeling good today I might just rent me a wraith

I want to play

None of my opps is safe

None of my dogs fake

I am a case

Kneck game wrist game

Cold

Faith on bank roll

Swole

I don't really do to much of the hype

Don't see you I'm looking for a wife

Church out Church out

They say the opps out

I'm bout to pop out

She bout to clock out

She don't won't to pop no "P" no more

She ain't gotta' sip that lean no more

She ain't gotta' do it for the team no more

I made her a queen she was a

Clap back Clap back

He want his Back

What's that

I put a crown on her head

That's that get back

Sweet lil hood rat

She ain't even know her worth

Upgrade everything that's why they call me the church

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Skrrt, TMK

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What they say Slide

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Lets work

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Like I told y'all before

Oh this that Red Clay Gospel

Y'all know Something that'll stick witcha

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