The Testament Lyrics

Never been the one to trip I got my foot on they neck

They thought I stop but I just gave it a rest

I'm back I'm locked and I'm loaded

I'm gifted, I'm chosen

I'm waves in the ocean

She put me In her slot I guess I'ma token

And she never chocking, always focused

Here for a bigger purpose, I lay the law down like bible verses

Never gon rehearse this

Im making funeral plans the graveyard

It's full of beats

Throw me some instrumentals and I'll surely eat

I stand the test of time

You'll never make it, You'll be fine

That's what my psyche tellin me

I'm ahead of these niggaz who think they compete, on my level

I'm one with God I don't fuck wit the devil

She get on top and look me in my eyes

Saying she gon take me soul with this ride

Is this a dream? I can't move I feel paralyzed

Traumatized bout how they did me back in highschool

I couldnt dribble worth a fuck, but I could shoot

Still shooting only difference is it's for the stars

Pulling weight to get a check but really I'ma rap star

Used to pop bars, pop women faithfully

More than fingers and toes the shit crazy to me

My lady used to keep up with my body count

School shootings happening every month look at the body count

Up in the rafters balling year round like a raptor

She convinced me I caught her, yeah I'ma raptor

Now what's the matter?

Greatness at the top I climb the ladder

I would never steer you wrong I feel like a pastor

Mr Miyagi with this shit boy I had to master

To deflect sticks and stones glass never shatter

Set me free so I can spread my wings like an eagle

It's dope music I supply but you don't need a needle

It's for the people

Don't ever let the hate mislead you

Here comes the sun I gotta fly just like a beetle

Don't hold me back I catch a vibe I gotta drop a track

You niggaz dropping dimes tellin friends I'm dropping crack!

Not the rock but do you smell what a nigga cooking?

Big driver who I am heavy weight I'm pulling

Move out my way racing to the number 1 spot

Picture me famous but they don't they hit the crop

Mirror mirror on the wall I'm the realist of them all

Won't ever sell my soul to the devil even tho he call

And When I fall they leave me flipping they know ima dawg

I'm vaccinated illustrated told you ima dawg

Stripped the crib from a Nigga count it as a loss

I bounced back like juvenile aye meek I'ma boss

Murder on my mind, stabbing beats it's homicide

Send me beat packs and I'll wipe out, genocide

I'm tryna stay alive I love to let my woman ride

Ain't talking Jordan but she throw it back, 45

I'm on the rise ain't talking Google but I got the drive

Authentic, genuine, and honest I ain't gotta lie

You not my equal cuz the numbers they ain't adding up

I'm cashed up still solid never changed up