Yeah, On The Radar Aaron Cole, V-A to N-Y-C Look, uh Sometimes I gotta pinch myself, like is this a dream? They give me flowers when I step out, I'll always live in the Spring Whether it's living water or all these songs that I sing, yeah Either way it go I'm castin' out, I got streams, uh Praise to my Father in Heaven, I've been redeemed They call my Bronny as a nickname 'cause I'm the son of a King I've been Billboard cold since my teens, I'm a machine I'm known for my hooks, you would think that I was Kareem Uh, look, this not a game, it's a championship Career like my underbite, big as my lips Straight from Virginia, they couldn't predict So makin' these dollars not makin' no sense God is my weapon, that cross on my hip I pray every day, I ain't makin' no wish Count me out if you want, matter of fact I insist My life is so tailored, I'm movin' in swift Bring up my name where I ain't even at The table is set, take care of my dogs Just twenty-five, but I move like a vet God takin' the lead, this ain't a duet Man, I gotta reflect Didn't have a deed, I didn't have a check Was rockin' a shack so that we could pay less Money like yoga, we makin' it stretch Shout-out my baby, uh, I could get explicit Look, she was lovin' the boy when the Nissan was dented Yeah, it's more 'bout relationship over religion Yeah, I thank God for Jesus, my sins are forgiven Look, hallelujah, amen, been through things that I couldn't understand No bread on the table, no bread in my hand On top of all that I got family I won't see again Last time I cried was at my grandma's funeral Man, I couldn't hold it in Look, just let it sink in, don't even know if I could make a new friend Yeah, 'cause they switch up like this, beat it again A bishop, Billy Graham for the kids My big cup runnin' over with wins Yeah, my songs soundin' like modern-day hymns You didn't know, now you know that I'm him If you didn't know, now you know that I'm him Yeah, with the big dogs you either sink or you swim They lookin' at me like I was Vince Carter, got my arm in the rim Look, they watchin' my film Yeah, I'm sorry I changed, I'm blamin' the pain, it's takin' some time to heal Ayy, takin' some time to feel, no red bottoms but I look to the hills I wear the cross like it's fashion, still I'm at the gates 'cause He paid the bill Uh, Pull-Ups from the thrift, we had Goodwill Just wait and see like it's Chapel Hill We out to eat, I just max the deal My family the Congress, they passed the bill Uh, my tests filled with congrats every week Always somethin' that I got up my sleeve I praise in the wins, I praise in defeat But a lot of wins since my album release Yeah, not perfect at all, I'm far from a priest Church boy, but got love in the streets I'm lovin' my peace, I'm lovin' my home like I cheer for the cheese Yeah, like I cheer for the cheese Yeah, like the sign on the wall, all I'm seein' is green Yeah, yeah, you know what I mean? A-C