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[Verse 1: Jered Sanders] See me and God been at an uncomfortable impasse I used to want to run to Him like gym class Lately I been focused on the body like a gym rat Skipping on the body I can impact Doing it out of duty and not out love for all the sheep But when you tired from all the work you fall asleep at the wheel And when you need them to heal It's sorta bleak It was better when I was quick to listen and slow to speak uh Man I was prepping on a Sunday morning The church did a webcast and a worship performance Covid got us all chilling at the crib for the moment On the real but a brotha be missing them organs Yea, the cover the body the usher is not what I'm used to The hug in the lobby the feeling is not even mutual Stop me on the real if something isn't true y'all Probably chop about it on a Zoom call Skipping those debates because I know they probably missing intelligence Twitter feed tripping only giving embellishment Bron brought a title to the city of the angels And Mike fans telling him the win is irrelevant Truth probably chilling in the middle of the topic And both sides tripping on the silly debate Cause on the real they solidified living in a gentrified area We tripping and spinning in place The internet the new Pornhub the fetish we get Is by the Russian probe or maybe a confederate diss Black Lives Matter the Rona incredible risk It's either that or just a federal myth The news tells us how the world stand with us and they rocking in the streets Then it bubble over now they got us popping at police But you got to vote and I don't see an option in the least And we stuck at home numbers sky rocket every week But iono [Chorus] Yea, man iono, foreal homie iono Man real talk I just had to jot it down cause what's happening around Iono, yea yea iono, foreal homie iono Man real talk It's a crazy little world for the boys and the girls [Verse 2: Jered Sanders] Man I ain't never want an underground crown Six months grind hard half a hundred pounds down Same twenty-four as y'all say Sametime to dream bigger dreams until us all like Kanye Let's double back and catch the whole entendre Cause Ye got a farm on the west thats grander And plus he doubled up when he met my padre And the kick game? Hol up I heard a hater talking (Let'em know J!) Yo, I don't care who your favorite rapper is No disrespect but if you ain't getting a check from the homie You more like Tre whiffing and swinging at your crib Newsflash selling a record ain't all that rapping is Yea, I wasn't trying to clip your hero Or trying to make a scene like DeNiro You trying to say I'm mean like we on a different team and the ego I should have got the foul and he should have got the free-throws Look, I said what I said let's bury the dead This wasn't for cred and clearly dawg it wasn't for bread Cause if it was I probably should have puffed up his head Instead of twitter fingers looking like I'm jumping the ledge foreal I love the homie it ain't a desi that I'm sparking he the G.O.A.T But the hate is kind of heavy when you talking What y'all smoke y'all choke you reggie and you coughing But my smoke is Reggie in the Garden, but iono Yea, when I say God Over Money I'm not broke Dust in the wind until the time that God spoke It's a cold winter I been gripping my coat Shout to Fog Raw homie it's in Him that I boast He the lamb with the blood in His cap and His mug And it's facts took a plug whip His back for the thugs Took a strap with a shrug to the max said it's finished And it's written tell the bruh's to relax I'm Him And homie death got a limit check the fine print Flesh got to kill it in the ending I'm a die rich Blessed I'm a witness I'm a fly prince Bridegroom checking on His wife not a side chick Cause on the real, they put him on the T for the sign-out Then he told Mary never weep what's the crying bout Homie had a leak from the side but in three He'd arise So foreal dawg the T just a timeout A brother fifty pounds down still hungry though Southside bread but the cred from the country bro And mix grits with the eggs when the money low Circa 85 and it's God Over Money though, yea [Outro: Men In Black III] James: Where's my dad? Agent K: He a, he went to go do something very special And he wanted me to stay here and take care of his best pal James: When's he going to be back? Agent K: He uh, hmm, James if you look right here I will tell you the only thing you ever need to know, tour daddy is a hero James: My dad's a hero