When I first had started this
Had no dollars but dreams
I had no dollars but dreams
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When I first had started this
Had no dollars but dreams
Try my best to make it out
And put on for my team
Thank the lord my blessings
Extra tall just like Yao Ming
I been fighting demons
Feel like Tyson in the ring

When I first had started this
Had no dollars but dreams
Try my best to make it out
And put on for my team
Thank the lord my blessings
Extra tall just like Yao Ming
I been fighting demons
Feel like Tyson in the ring

All praise to Jehovah
King of kings
The only king
You sacrifice your flesh
Just so I can live out my dreams
Blessed me with the grace
I'm grateful I'm a COG
Child Of God
Been elevating mentally
Destroying my flesh
The enemy will not succeed
Float like a butterfly
On the beat feel like Ali
When I feel weak
Talk to the lord
On my knees
I know that I'm blessed
I get reminded when I sneeze
Always give thanks
He supports your life with the trees
It all has a purpose
They support the air you breathe
Unlike these men
They fascinated with the greed
Never soul selling
Won't sign no treaty
For the cheese
Stay true to myself
I'm living out my destiny
I'm spilling the spirit
Breaking chains
He'll set you free
Your body start shaking
The spirit touched you physically
Them tears get to rolling
That usually happens typically

When I first had started this
Had no dollars but dreams
Try my best to make it out
And put on for my team
Thank the lord my blessings
Extra tall just like Yao Ming
I been fighting demons
Feel like Tyson in the ring

When I first had started this
Had no dollars but dreams
Try my best to make it out
And put on for my team
Thank the lord my blessings
Extra tall just like Yao Ming
I been fighting demons
Feel like Tyson in the ring

Suited up in armor
Casting out the enemy
Spreading them scriptures
I hang with outcast like my father
My stories been written
So I forever thank the author
Jehovah Nissi
Son of man
He walked on water
I'm rich up in heaven
I hardly care bout fiat dollars
Reading the Good News
It teach me way more than a scholar
I'm serving the most high
The man who really calmed the waters
When I step in the booth
Give it to Yahweh like an alter
He's the cure to it all
So tell me why I need a doctor
I Hang with some angels
We just be kicking it like soccer
Hop in the booth a five star chef
Not Betty Crocker
Demons get schooled
Forever burning in hells locker
Approaching a child
Of the most high
Better come proper
I'm rich in the spirit
Rich not determined by dollars
I keep hitting homers
Should've signed me to the dodgers
I don't say Hail Mary's
Just throw it up like Aaron Rodgers