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Album: Nu Age Soul
Verse 1
I've been feeling like a million bucks, dude tryna still my joy
But it's everlasting this ain't fiberglass kid, you's a silly boy
Cuz anybody ever been around me knows Ima stay smiling in the face of adversity
If I was a blind mind with no sight to write you'll tell me to write in cursive please
Failures all you want from me, but it ain't gon happen
If I fall Ima get back up and no sir, this ain't magic, shon
Steady tryna tear me down, steady tryna tear me down
But I bear the soul of lion, yo what about now, shon
And I'm just chillin' in my own space, but you gotta stick your whole face in my biz'
Claiming it was our fate to have this debate, nah kid
Always tryna bring ruin on me, thinking I'm doing it all for for the money funny
I could've swore a couple a seconds ago you robbed the church of all its money
Preaching green pastures (green pastures)
If you put a thousand dollars in the basket, God bon' bless ya (please)//
But when my music touches the hearts and minds of your congregation, you start hating
Claiming my music was inspired by satan
Pre-Chorus
This song was dedicated to the haters, who wish upon the stars that I will never make it
Chorus
All I know, is I'm really feelin' like I hit the lotto, yeah buddy
I'm feel in real blessed, nothing you could say can bring me down
All I know, is I'm really feelin' like I hit the lotto, yeah buddy
You tryna kill my vibe but I'm on another high, oh you didn't know, oh well
Verse 2
(Break it down. Verse 2 lets get it)
Yo, you've been at me all day, you and pride need to part ways
I'm tryna live out this will homie, can we just parley
Cuz I'm really not tryna have a bad day, good vibes need that everyday
Tryna make small mistakes bigger than they really are, boy this ain't airplay
Let me do a little checklist, man everything alright (Yup)
How's the wife and kids doin', are the dogs alright (Ah yeah)
So why you gotta down every part of my whole life
Why am I focus when Jesus should be in your sights, (yup)
Obviously you feel a way, about the tings I do
I could be ridin' ridin' a wave, and you take the moon
I won't waste my time fooling with you
I got bigger fish to fry, you're not on the menu (no no no)
Pre-Chorus
This song was dedicated to the haters, who wish upon the stars that I will never make it
Chorus
All I know, is I'm really feelin' like I hit the lotto, yeah buddy
I'm feel in real blessed, nothing you could say can bring me down
All I know, is I'm really feelin' like I hit the lotto, yeah buddy
You tryna kill my vibe but I'm on another high, oh you didn't know, oh well
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