Teach us, teach us, teach us, free, just
You need Jesus
You need money in the freezers
You need lawyer fees paid, so your account doesn't freeze up
You need bitches next to your loyal teachers
Please just, you need couple keys to reach us
You need Hennessy, I mean D'Ussé, pay me please
Any please, black owned energy
You need golf mode
You need leather and some silk and some NOT A CULt in your wardrobe
You need three knocks, morse code
You need real names, birthdays, horoscopes
You need cards and call logs, and barcodes
This shit don't even make no sense, love
Started and get way too dazed, love
Just when we broke, how it ends up
Look how insecurities end us
Bitch, I finally see the beach, I finally beat the odds
He finally got his lawyer money, hope he beat the charge
He find his way to Mars, he find a way to God
We finally here from us, we finally hit cigars
We finally shook the odds
We finally shook the odds
We finally shook the odds
We finally roll the dice, lift it up, toast to God
We finally shook the odds
We finally shook the odds
We ballin, no tomorrow 'cause we finally shook the-
You need Jesus
My name is SAINt JHN
And I'll keep it goin'
