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[Intro: Toy Story Sample] *tv remote clicking* Rex: It's too fast! How could you even tell what's on? Hamm: I can tell Toys: Whoa stop there it is go back! [Jered Sanders] Yea, back again It's real Hope Hop circa 1985 homie, God Over Money! No more play time mamba mentality, light [Verse 1: Jered Sanders] It's been a long time coming spent the summer on the back burner Flick the tub another black murder And now I'm digging into facts further tripping how The stats hurt us chilling at the crib it's all a wack circus Feeling like I got another year before I lay it down Shoot the shot or play the bench it's all a mind game But then poota asking when daddy finna sway the crowd Praying for sound then I point forward like Lebron James Keys open doors so a brother trying to turn them in But on the real I'm to different like fraternal twins Praising God He forgiven my eternal sin Praying I don't search revenge or journal about a hurtful friend Yea, to die is gain so it hurt to win Pandemic had me thinking dealing like I'm Max Scherzer 30 records in 30 days pen a verse again drop a tape Catch a couple waves I'm a black surfer, yea Hey the bars getting lower every hick-up But look around use your pupils and never slip up But that's a cold bar if your minds lit up Cause think again homie pupils backwards is really slip-up I seen a shorty try stunting pull a Birkin out Air max mans dress when she go the purchase route Trying to get a double tap hoping that it's worth the clout Grubbing on the world wonder why it's never working out Aye if I ever catch a body it's premeditated Predicated on the fact I desolated any writers block And every shot I ever hesitated taking or Accelerated when I should have waited On my momma I done defecated Many times with the eyes on a prize wasn't mine God Supplied another line I duck and hide a bunch of times y'all The heat was on I burned the cake another Duncan Hines And tuck the lines away with pride dawg, it's real I got the fear of God then I start to listen I ain't talking about the tenants I ain't talking about the spinach dawg I'm talking about forgiveness and a witness He spoke the dust and molded up His image Made a chicken thus a village God the muscle with His Spirit Don't ever second guess it I'm a buss it at the wicked The blessing better stretch it double fish and five loaves Got enough to fill up every single city pot hole Cause he pity my soul, yea I spot a city and it's really bright gold homie I'm home [Outro: Skit] Stress unhappiness and damage mental health are all things that can happen when you lie To prevent this from happening practice telling the truth And if it feels like you are about to lie just think how you would feel if you knew someone was lying to you