The Sermon

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Mickey Factz] [Hook: Mickey Factz] [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9''] Right now I'm highly respected Until the day where I'm finally neglected And I'm falling and causing all kinds of pyrotechnical fires in the sky over heaven During my final eclectic spiral to die right on the steps as if I don't accept it If it ain't green I don't see it, I'm color blind With an eye on the exit with my other eye on the double line on the S's And any other kind of successes of the grind Domino's with destiny I'll forever be fucking fly I'll teach you guys what forever mean now I got everything up and high Now my pedigree stuck in time with my wedding ring You ain't ready king, I'm fire with flows, top 5 and you know I'm happier platinum but I was happier back when five hundred thousand was sold My proudest accomplishment now is when I got quiet to get sober and silence is gold I let my whole story fly at no cost to the people While I'm talking to Joe, no Budden I'm talking Joe Walsh from the Eagles, no stuntin', we just wrote something My demise was supposed to be weeks ago, keep your quotes comin' I'm over here with 500 styles like a savant You rather see me washed, 500 pounds like Avant Hair dyed, all fried up like Yung Joc or Jaheim Only way I'm going out is gunshots and sirens Success is not a one stop, I'm learning while I'm celebratin' I'm running out of desperation, Journey not a destination I ain't got no explanation, I just know that I ain't got no expiration They don't mock goals, they do not know I ain't come all this way to not play the slot though It is not Vegas I'm sure that I can trade in my soul So the devil can disorganize me a more polarizing elevation Who am I to tell you how to delegate your dedication toward the lies Heavens waiting bout order my reservation While the lord and eyes immortalize
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Credits
- Writers
- Mickey Factz
- Nottz
- Royce Da 5'9"