LEAN ON MY BODY lyrics

[Intro]
How you at the front of the motherf*ckin' crowd with a sad face?
Fix your motherf*ckin' face
Let's go
Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
You know I love you, so I say this sh*t with love
But please tell your fans they need to shut the f*ck up
I'm doin' real sh*t, some never-worry-'bout-a-bill sh*t
Some build a house on the hill, sh*t
The money's gravy, it's comin' crazy
My big sis just had another baby, popped 'em out the labia
My other nephew sittin' in the class with a broken knuckle
He had to beat a n*gga ass for talkin' 'bout his uncle
Now listen, I ain't sayin' I condone that sh*t
f*ck it, yeah, I said it, I condone that sh*t
Choke that n*gga out (Choke that n*gga)
Go corona on that b*tch
Walk that n*gga like a dog, nephew, own that b*tch
Yesterday, just a day, everyday
I'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonade
And lemonade to millions, and better days
How the f*ck I get this f*ckin' rich from makin' melodies?
How the f*ck I keep all to myself and still got enemies?
How the f*ck I get so many wins on my itinerary?
It's January, but I already feel the summer
Because it's mine, n*gga, R.I.P. to Lil' Hummer
Nasarati, we up
[Chorus]
Lean on my body, Lord (Amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul (Amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (Thank you)
See it's time to tell the world the war is won (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin' (Man, wake this sh*t up)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, if I was God, I wouldn't save y'all n*ggas
Like a suicidal b*tch, I would blade y'all n*ggas
Y'all my sons, but I wish I never made y'all n*ggas
Y'all my sons, but I might just Marvin Gaye y'all n*ggas
b*tch, I'm back like I left some'
Hol' up everybody, Nasarati's got his next one
My next move always gon' be better than your best one
You b*tches couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmup, a tryout, a test run
Anyways, I'm back like a vertebrae
I can drop a sex tape and win a VMA
I'm the devil in disguise, but I'm givin' face
When I walk in the room, b*tches better, pray
[Chorus]
Lean on my body, Lord (Amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul (Amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (Thank you!)
See it's time to tell the world the war is won (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'

[Outro]
They don't want me to want it
Praise the Lord, they breathin' on me
Save me lord, they schemin' on me
Save your love, it's leanin' on me
(The war is over)