I feel like I don't know where to go
I'm running but I don't know where to go
Listening to 808 and good ass flow
Good ass beat
Talking bout the street and all the drugs that I will never come to know
Talking about the clothes and all the hoes
Your out fits nice but your poetry is weak
Your songs they last for a fashion week
That's one two three four five six
Seven
Ouh ah, ouh, ah
Cover up your weakness with weak whack sounds
Listening to music your beat fell down
Whole team drown
Hole inside the boat
Talking bout the water but you don't know how to swim
Talking bout the money but you don't know how to save
Talking bout the eagle but you don't know how to fly
I feel that a star has risen and a child was chosen
God is in yourself
Simply open up your heart
Your star has risen the child was chosen
God is in yourself
Simply open up your heart
I feel
God