SWING LOW (INTERLUDE) Lyrics

Yeah

It's Prince

Swing low Big Sis, your Chariot waitin’

Don’t look back, you’ll turn salt like a shaker

Don’t do that, you will glitch in the Matrix

I can’t save you cuz I’m not the Saviour

Kraken atoms how we drunk from the Spirit

Southwest when I fly to your spirit

Then I brace myself, there’s turbulence when I touchdown

Pass the rock, the keys ring when I walk now

Moving the sticks with ease, nigga please

I’m high off that navy bean and the Green

We study at night so Satan can’t work idle

Mindin’ our business, we don’t worship idols

Ibrahim, papa, gonna make a scene

When he see my siblings wildin’

Cut from God so His Son is still shinin’

Imposter Jews suing the consignment?

Dag, almost wanted to do Vlad

Now, I gotta go and get the bag without it

I’m not trippin though, I’m tippin my own folk

Black-owned with the product

Still, niggas want nothing but Prada

Invest in myself so that I can be proud of

Me, myself and I are my best supporters

The best things in my life ain’t recorded

I guess, that’s the reason why they stressed

Just started, how am I already next?

Rocking designer Genes of Supreme

Billy goat like Mike with a team

And Billy Jean? She wanna have my kids

Jackson 5, I’m Off The Wall with talent

Funny these niggas thinkin’ that it’s sweet, like suckers

Copy cat impressions, call ‘em Chris Tucker