lyrics:
(lil icy man lil icy)
im boutta preach out the trackhawk, yeah im in the back of the truck
he talking down on the twitter, i told that lil demon wassup
my God never fake on me
why the demons still wanna try me? 
if i hop out the car then i do em dirty
if im in the word then i do em dirty
p5 and she tryna flirt me 
ima get gone in a hurry
my vision was so blurry
God got me, yeah im seeing right
trackhawk and i preach tonight
at the function they told me to bring my pipe
what?

the function they told me to bring my pipe
something ain't really sittin right 
bring my Bible if that demon wanna fight
that Bible on me yeah im uppin fye
demon yeah he finna die tonight
praise God every single night
demon talking down he gon meet the knife

trackhawk and we finna fly
prayworld and im gettin fly
demon try me and it won't fly
i got the Bible right in the luh car
hating on people, you wont get far
demon run up and he wanna spar 
i follow my God, don't follow my heart

im boutta preach out the trackhawk, im in the back of the truck
he talking down on the twitter, i told that lil demon wassup
my God never fake on me
why the demons still wanna try me? 
if i hop out the car then i do em dirty
if im in the word then i do em dirty
p5 and she tryna flirt me 
ima get gone in a hurry
my vision was so blurry
God got me, yeah im seeing right
trackhawk and i preach tonight
at the function they told me to bring my pipe
what?

tonight (prod. @1valentyyyyn + @aria1k)

flyflyfly prod yan

more then friends? prod dos4vr

Cheque [ Cxo + Tana ]

lyrics:
if tupac had this beat, he couldn't rap on it
and my jeans from helmut lang, put some stacks in it
this ain't no regular jeep, it got track in it
in that mode like SRT, i got a tracker in the whip yeah
young Christian he stay out the way, i do not be in the mix
if God put us in that field then we finna run us a blitz
i heard the block too hot, yeah i gotta preach then dip
she hear the whine come out of that track now she scared to get in the whip 
satan come i can't slip, car too low i just broke me a lip
twin so fake we call him zaya wade, he boutta switch up quick
stepback im boutta hit me a fadeaway....swish
life get hard but you gotta take away, sin
she know i stay swagged up
my sword hit a demon now his face messed up
all my slimes hate lust, i dont even rock with the drugs
me and maine we focused on God y'all focused on girls
SRT all black like bat, i hop out track i got jetlag
wake up then i pray to Dad
following Christ i'm in my bag
KJV got double six mag
give him a plaque he got the beat twitching just like max

if tupac had this beat, he couldn't rap on it
and my jeans from helmut lang, put some stacks in it
this ain't no regular jeep, it got track in it
in that mode like SRT, i got a tracker in the whip yeah
young Christian he stay out the way, i do not be in the mix
if God put us in that field then we finna run us a blitz
i heard the block too hot, yeah i gotta preach then dip
she hear the whine come out of that track now she scared to get in the whip

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