Once again now im back at it, they tried to slow me down like bad traffic, cause they some mad rabits, was spazzmatic like a crack attic, now im just sittin back laughin at it, Ill let em have at it at, Ima stay about my fathaz bidness, this lifes a lowride and im hoppin it in, God is my witness, got me pressin towards a proper finish, feelin stronger than some popeyes spinach, I aint forgot to mention,

I Bet they tell ya if you ask bout me, that heu0027s true MOG, MOG. Fulla Gods passion
Ima show ya Ima MOG, cause his spirit really lives in me, MOG, Im full of Gods passion

You must be trippin Im an MOG, a true rida in the streets, but dropped the MOB, see, the holy spirit really live in me, thought I was dreamin started pinchin me, no more disbelief, now im workin on obedience, the recipe Im usin got the right ingredients, for it to work homie you gotta follow the recipe, striving to make sure that Im given best of me, never the less, I could care less whoever mess with me, I rep the chief corner stone, till the death of me. Ya heard followin peace now when they step to me, cause everyday the devil mad and try to flex on me, its seemin like the whole world got a problem disrespecting me, but I promise they will respect the JESUS in me, cause every knee will bow, & every single tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, all glory give him nothing less, yeah, used to be stressed but got that off my chest, layed that old man down to rest, with that smith and wess, every single breath and every second is a blessin, so it best to keep it steppin, 4 the kingdom I stay reppin, it aint a question. Cause its the only thing that matters in this life, one day we gon take flight, and theres many that wont choose right, right? You make a choice who you gone follow here, if you got eyes to see and ears to hear, than the choice will be clear.

I Bet they tell ya if you ask bout me, that heu0027s true MOG, MOG. Fulla Gods passion
Ima show ya Ima MOG, cause his spirit really lives in me, MOG, Im full of Gods passion

Man of God, MOG, Stepping out readily, Preparing for the levels, And the roads that's ahead of me, Working hard effortlessly, especially , Walking this walk and to be , Ready with my weaponry, Word of God my A.R., Clips scripture to spray y'all
Wifey faith as Hagar. Beautiful as Zendaya. Uplifting me to tell yall, Jesus ready to take all, Ready set take off, This race I'm runnin in (yeah)
, So obsurd I concur. Devil cunning when. Ever when I'm weak minded. Turn to the Son of men. Faith walk No cake walk Level, compell the men,
But never to condescend, Return is real evident . Worked hard for benevolence . Bunch of conversations with the devil. My God came,
Show me I got a much greater purpose , My mind changed. Now I'm running force. Drag motor with octane. Vroom vroom I'm gone(vroom)
But not off the cocaine (naw). Can't destroy the corner stone (nooo). I'm building on . Had to use my head for much more than a hat rack
On the metronomes. Enduring the fire like Meshach, Shadrach and Abednego, Grow ripen as Isaac, Rid of the waste, it's a gastric bypass . Lifted from ish creek, Right under the underpass, The Lord is a life hack, Sword with a double slash, I got my life back, Yaa