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[Intro]
That .45 gon' make you fall to your knees, goddamn!
Have you shaken, baken up like the leaves, goddamn!
That .45 gon' make you fall to your knees, goddamn!
And have you shaken, baken up like the leaves, goddamn!
That .45 gon' make you fall to your knees, goddamn!

[Chorus 1]
Lost my n*ggas so now my heart has a divot
The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot
Mama says this life gon' follow you as long as you is living
Choir sings:
How’s God blessing you? (Goddamn!)
Lost my n*ggas so now my heart has a divot
The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot
Mama says this life gon' follow you as long as you is living
She sings:
How’s God blessing you? (Goddamn!)

[Verse 1]
Uh, the holiest to hold it down
What's a king to a god if only one can wear the crown?
Better lock it to ya head
'Cause if we catch it on the ground
Finna stomp it out
On our way to tear it all down
Crew in all black, so they looking like the enemies
Around these famous white folk
Might bring out certain tendencies
Tryna block the light
I’ll keep this sh*t a century
They pray to put an end to me
We pray to different entities
Wondering how to stack this sh*t to the ceiling
And figuring out how to turn money up into feelings
I'm questioning what that mask really might be concealing
Searching for who you n*ggas is really out here killing
'Cause, sh*t, it ain’t me
The crevices give cultural evidence
That anything from the ground up
Really might be heaven sent, don’t step on the roots
Nah, nah, let that n*gga know
Just to watch for these boots
Lil dummy
[Chorus 1]
Lost my n*ggas so now my heart has a divot
The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot
Mama says this life gon' follow you as long as you is living
Choir sings:
How’s God blessing you? (Goddamn!)
Lost my n*ggas so now my heart has a divot
The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot
Mama says this life gon' follow you as long as you is living
She sings:
How’s God blessing you? (Goddamn!)

[Verse 2]
Parking lots converted to sanctuaries for those
That Sacrilegious
Packing pigeons walking up on they toes
Redpoint technique
If baby boy too weak
The whole hood gon' speak
Teeth outta the comb
Grandma grew a garden from her roots
She had a child who had a child
And now that n*gga's the truth
We gon' lift him up with fisticuffs
If you need living proof
I swear this n*gga gon' soar
If he survive jumping from the roof
But all my n*ggas hanging from trees
And a bullet hole, beat, or preacher can bring a man to his knees
I’m thinking
Why can’t I just be all three?
This sh*t solidify me as no one besides me
Yeah I refuse to settle
He ain’t never coming back
So we keep a momento
Pray to God up on the tracks
But she live in the ghetto
Got her own problems stacked
I guess she ain’t gone hear me
Pray she call a n*gga back
[Chorus 2]
They tried to crucify her son
'Cause of his raps
How many deeds my n*gga needs to get angel wings out his back?
Pastor pull up in something, pigment’s melanin black
Yelling:
How's God blessing you?
Okay, okay, okay, okay
And I can feel the sh*t
I hope it gets me ready
White gloves thrown up
Sermon holds the hearts steady
Several rappers' heads on my chain
Why the sh*t is so heavy
Singing:
How’s God blessing you?
Okay, okay, goddamn

[Outro]
Ohhhhh
How's God blessing you? Yeah
How's God blessing?
How's God blessing you?
How's God blessing you?
How's God blessing you?