Praise the Lord (Da Shine)

Album: Testing (2018)
Charted: 18 45
  • Get it, text message I don't know the number
    Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle
    Steady taking shots, but I'm never hurting nothing
    Even then you don't worry none
    And I'd like to give a shoutout to my niggas with the game plan
    And shoutout to my niggas with escape plans
    Uh, twenty bands, rain dance
    We can keep the rain check or we can make plans
    Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay lets rock and roll this
    Time to go, lock stock and two smoking barrels
    Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on 'em
    You think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open
    Line around the corner, line 'em up to block and over
    Times I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus
    My shades Dior, my pants velour
    Create, explore, expand, conquer

    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

    I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (yeah)
    I listened to X, I peeped the bars (yeah)
    The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs
    The games, a trap, protect, your heart (yeah)
    I waited in line, return, refine
    The new design, it's time to shine
    To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine
    I hustle, I flex, the world is mine
    So please believe, allow the greaze
    These niggas disease, don't speak we squeeze (squeeze)
    I make the devil go weak the knees
    You hate, you're lame, your loss

    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

    She came, I came, now what's my name?
    My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain
    They know it's me, the hat and the shades
    They heard my voice and they ran to the stage
    My vans, my braids, my mans, my babe
    My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left
    The way I stepped, out the car, that's a flex
    Give thanks, get fresh, praise the Lord then finesse, bless

    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
    I came, I saw, I came, I saw
    I praise the Lord, then break the law
    I take what's mine, then take some more
    It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours Writer/s: Rakim Mayers, Joseph Adenuga, Hector Delgado
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
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