The Messenger Returns (Intro) Lyrics

The Messenger Returns (Intro) - Bizzle

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Yeah

It's been a minute right

God Over Money, ah

Welcome to The Messenger 4, Bizzle

Yeah

Ever since I started dropping it they doubted it, it was knockin' my style

Said I'm too dominate or rhyming, it's just tryna get clout

I put my time in this, I'm confident that I am His child

They said I'm not of God, I'm finding out they not with Him now

I went at JAY, I went at Ross, I went at Ye on records

Who knew one day that me and Ye would sound the same on records

I know they hate our message, but can't escape our methods

I drop A-time bombs, napalm flame on records

I ain't pursue this, who knew this music would do what it would

I was so new to this, but through it keep it true as I could

I don't embellish it to sell em', won't finesse it to win

Long as He bless it, I'll forever be a threat with a pen

Never suppress the message just to make a secular friend

I put that pressure on they neck and disrespected they trends

But I ain't never pretend like I was perfect

Too many verses confessing my sin, for me to ever condemn

I screamed "God over money" and He made it a thing

I found some riders down to squad up and we made it a team

So many hated on me, saying, "Just wait and you'll see

His little fifteen seconds of fame'll fade in a week"

But God favor on me, see, I could flex but I won't

Okay I try, but oh my God, this fifteen seconds been long

I know it's petty but, bro

That was like three-hundred-fifteen-million-three-hundred-sixty-thousand seconds ago

I'm still here