I can't miss
No beverly you can't hold me,
Knew that it was my time and I ain't need a rolly,
P139 that's the word
this provision is
Precision you ain't gotta see the worth.
Every situation different,
Truss if you feeling outta luck or you stuck homie you just can't miss this,
So easy you be thinking it's obserd
Gotta see the glory in the hurt.

I remember back in apartments,
Humble beginnings what I start wit,
Still humble if checkin out my carton,
2% Wasn't dancing like we carlton,
a product of the system living in our margins,
Harvest
All the planted,
Seeds I been demandin,
Trees taken for granted,
faithless couldn't stand it,
Standing on solid rock now that's a firm foundation, We been waiting and I'm praying
we gon make it,
Face it, this year ain't even go the way we wanted , double jointed some
Two faced but now we on it,
Seeing yo true colors with this light and it's alarming,
But God see the mess and he can clean it up wit charmin,
Ooooo the booboo,
Ooo the view view,
Watching Gods plan like a show from Hulu,
Whos who? Gon see it as soon the snow moves, we roll through, cause all y'all
together like pork stew,

I can't miss
No beverly you can't hold me,
Knew that it was my time and I ain't need a rolly,
P139 that's the word
this provision is
Precision you ain't gotta see the worth.
Every situation different,
Truss if you feeling outta luck or you stuck homie you just can't miss this,
So easy you be thinking it's obserd
Gotta see the glory in the hurt.

By the still water I'm planted so sturdy,
I don't need magic to know that He worthy,
He comin with the beef for the ones who get jerky,
And known to shoot heat in the clutch Jamal Murray,
His plan gotta plan you ain't stressing a thing, you need more than Golden State to
put some stress on the king,
I don't flex,
I just take a step and Elohim he do the rest,
Plee don't think it's sweet he gotta sword it for your chest,
It's for your soul, you worried bout the gold you can only take it home,
Where I'm from is not here, So I leave it all alone,
Get the lyrics out the spirit then I put in a poem,
Talk to God I'm on the phone,
He say i need to truss,
he be the anchor,
When the waves it too much,
I gotta thank him cause the way is so tough,
But his faith is so amazin so my praise it go nuts,

I can't miss
No beverly you can't hold me,
Knew that it was my time and I ain't need a rolly,
P139 that's the word
this provision is
Precision you ain't gotta see the worth.
Every situation different,
Truss if you feeling outta luck or you stuck homie you just can't miss this,
So easy you be thinking it's obserd
Gotta see the glory in the hurt.