The Rite

[Intro: Ransom] Prayin' over bricks, blessings on the stove, uh Prayin' over bricks, blessings on the s... uh Let's get it, nigga Woo We gon' take 'em to church on this one Yeah [Verse 1: Ransom] I'm tryna be righteous, but still the same sinner (Yes) I'm comfortable in my skin, I'm tryin' to win Stayin' mellow, shootin' these game-winners (Swish) Here's food for thought: I give your brain dinner, lame nigga I made a killin' from May to June and came back the same winter (Woo) You outta choices when that pain in ya (Uh-huh) I'm hearin' voices when that flame flicker I preach to these 'caine flippers Yeah, I give 'em hell preachin' Make sure that they ain't sellin' shit on your corner That's the Odell treatment (haha) That heroin, I used to sell frequent It had some evil aura, I didn't do well sleepin' (Nah) Nightmares of me up in a cell weepin', woke up to a swell weekend (We up) My life is sweeter than Pernell's defense, yeah Boy, in this hood, I swear I did it all I'm lookin' like that nigga that beat up Dough 'cause of Ricky's ball Life is a gamble, can you risk it all? Lifers in shambles, pass the fentanyl, some weed and a brick of raw The reason you rich or poor (Why?) That's when you not as willing (Real shit) They close the door, come back and buy the building (Real shit) Yeah, you holdin' raw, put it inside the ceiling Them people comin', I just got the feeling I just got the feeling [Chorus: Ransom & Stove God Cook$] Prayin' over bricks, blessings on the stove The flame is on a six, let's put them lessons on a scroll, amen Yeah, amen, amen, yeah Wah [Verse 2: Stove God Cook$] In the kitchen goin' wild I rinse it out, I stretch it out The names of lames they screamin' 'bout I seen them same type of niggas drown in a drought They was in and out Ask my mama 'bout that night she found four-hundred thou' My young boy out the Rubicon roof with the forty cal The fed cameras on Once they dancin' on your phone, you know the damage done We were sprayin' for a thousand grams of raw Now the Aventador outside, all praise the Lamb' of God I knew I would be legend jumpin' off the porch Fly that 911 Porsche, chicken, lemon-pepper sauce Dump the water out and scrape the extras off So many bricks, I'm like, "I'll cook the rest tomorrow" And if heaven got a kitchen I'll be in that bitch dancin' on the stove like New Edition [Chorus] Prayin' over bricks, blessings on the stove The flame is on a six, let's put them lessons on a scroll, amen Yeah, amen, amen Prayin' over bricks, blessings on the stove The flame is on a six, let's put them lessons on a scroll, amen Yeah, amen, amen, yeah