Peter Pan Lyrics

You know I'm busy, I'm here with my bros

I be here getting twizzy

I'm cookin' it up, I be working too hard

But I'm representing SA that be my city

Que onda ese I be up at my school, tryna get up my grades

I ain't there to be cool, I don't care what they say

I won't act like a fool, I be tellin' my bae, it's the ultimate tool

It's the thing you be yearning

Bible in my backpack I always be learning

I'm keeping it strapped, cause the devil be lurking

I stay on my grind yeah, I always be workin

Islam, Hinduism, all of that be false

Buddhism, religion, in generals wrong

I know God be the boss, yeah, he be at the top

My flow like a locker, I got it on lock

This song isn't over, so why would I stop?

God predicted they would laugh and they would mock

Devil tryna break in, but God gon' knock

At the end of the day, devil gon' get rocked

Flippin' scripture, be the lamest of the lame

Lion of Jerusalem can't be tamed

I switch up the beat showing y'all the range

Devil movin' mad loud bag of Lays

Devil movin' mad lazy boy he late

I be goin' too crazy every day

Me and bro locked in, Steph, Klay

Every time I'm scared, I pray

"You don't want the smoke", brother, yes, I do

I'ma bring it too and you better not choke

Devil yeah he scared, he ain't gotta hold of me no more

I got my foot up on his throat

I don't need a boat, I don't need a car

My brothers and sisters know i'ma go far

If it be his will, I'ma reach to the stars

My dreams so big, they cut in three parts

Don't follow my flesh, I follow his heart

I walk by faith, y'all blind in the dark

It's shown by traits, if you be his follower

No, you can't stay, if you gon' dishonour him

That be your father, don't disrespect him

If they livin in sin, I ain't finna let em' go to hell

Boy that's selfish I spread the message

I ain't gonna let nobody intercept it

You know Christianity, what I be reppin'

Only following Jesus and all his lessons

And the priest isn't God, better stop confessing

Good tree, good fruit, I don't got aggression

Boy, I'm never missing, I be spittin' facts, but they don't really listen

And the old me, I do not be reminiscing

I be spreading the word, I'ma keep on fishin

Why y'all reeking of death, when you could be livin

Rippin' through the beat, feelin' like Spider-Man

I follow God, so I could be a better man

I'm trustin' God, yeah, I'm trustin' in any plan

And God is real, no this isn't no Peter Pan