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letra de s.o.g - david tytus

[verse 1: david tytus]
hop on the track like it’s double-dutch
beatin’ up the beat like a fight with the uppercut
starvin’ in the storm, feelin’ torn, but now i’m well fed
prayed for the favor, now ya boy got mad bread
demons always try to put a stop to all of the vibes, dog
they steady try to close my shop
me and god makin’ bops (makin’ bops!)
i promise you can’t mess with us
pull up to the stop with my angels, then we’ll see what’s up
break it down, lost and found, gave my life to the boss
couple years down the line, got blessed with the sauce
took my dream to god and he blеssed it well
all i gotta do now is be a child, dog, show and tеll
don’t you know that heaven is my residence?
all these answered prayers got me richer than the president (than the president, boy!)
i’m reppin’ east side i know that we strive to be close to the one above, man
i’m a son of god, wassup!
[chorus: david tytus]
if you a son of god, put yo hands up
devil tryna trip us on our tracks, but we stand up
waited for this moment of enrollment like all year
lookin’ up to god, so i got nothin’ to fear
if you a son of god, put yo hands up
devil tryna trip us on our tracks, but we stand up
leaders of the new school, homie, we on deck
someone tell lucy we comin’ for the neck (for the neck!)

[verse 2: miles minnick]
yeah, story tellers, sl!ck rick the ruler (ruler!)
shinin’ like i’m jacob the jeweler
before we were born yahweh knew us (hey!)
he’s quick to forgive when we screw up (hey!)
represent the glo if they ask me (ask me!)
walk inside the party lookin’ like it’s great gatsby (gatsby!)
all white like it’s mary kay ashley (ashley!)
holder of the light, but i’m a heavyweight actually (c’mon!)
uh, son of god, that’s a bler relation
uh, uh, god is good, that’s an understatement
uh, uh, he’s in way more than one location
that’s why he can bless me while he hear you hatin’
uh, uh, yeah need i say more?
son of god, call me andre ward (andre ward!)
sold out like a beyoncé tour (beyoncé tour!)
move out the way we hot like when a latte pour, let’s get it
[chorus: david tytus]
if you a son of god, put yo hands up
devil tryna trip us on our tracks, but we stand up
waited for this moment of enrollment like all year
lookin’ up to god, so i got nothin’ to fear
if you a son of god, put yo hands up
devil tryna trip us on our tracks, but we stand up
leaders of the new school, homie, we on deck
someone tell lucy we comin’ for the neck (for the neck!)

- david tytus

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