Reverence

[Verse 1]

Thought that was my nigga

But he moving like he bitch-made

When me and the homies slide, bet he catching 6 fades

Don't even give em rest, he gon’ get it for 6 days

Then call up the 6 god and split the blessings - 6 ways

That's the mantra, niggas saying we monsters

But all we do is sponsor brothers sharing the pasta

We stomp ya, stop anybody who running contra

To the bands in a land everyone else divides and conquers

I ponder, how these boys made it to squandеr

But mothers living in squalor listening from transponders

I need a promptеr, maybe even a benefit concert

To spit some real shit, the way y'all maunder is bonkers

We ain’t taking sick days, the grind too effortless

You struggle when you fix hate, but my shit? Heaven sent

The Kingdom of the Lord ain't free, only seven cents

That's God talking yo language, cause y'all don't speak reverence

[Chorus]

The reverence

Come get a taste of benevolence

You don't need to pace or make haste when you heaven-sent

Ways of the world are making light — rays of pestilence

Promise you gon heal, when you feel a bit of that reverence

The reverence

Come get a taste of benevolence

You don't need to pace or make haste when you heaven-sent

Ways of the world making light — rays of pestilence

Promise you gon heal, when you feel a bit of that reverence, nigga

[Verse 2]

We stressing, world consistently pressing

Every day is some new shit, every day needs addressing

But in the Garden of the lord, the salads don't need no dressing

Just listen to the message and stop the messing

This ain’t coming from the preacher

But a child of the preacher’s hands

Granddad was living wicked

Now he got the teacher's hands

Talking like a preacher, man! God and him been talking different

Called him on the phone last week, can hear he walking different

Cause the world is full of wayward sons

With they golden calves

That’s just cause they hungry

Still searching for they golden halves

Spreading hate, denying love swearing that it's better math

But Covid gon' catch up to em, they gon need a better mask

The plague catches up to you, you gon' need some better tasks

It’s raining frogs, protects your sons because the blood of better baths is coming

False prophets seeking power, ask who's running

But trust in a high-power? You ain't gotta ask who's coming

[Chorus]

It's the reverence

Come get a taste of benevolence

You don't need to pace or make haste when you heaven-sent

Ways of the world making light — rays of pestilence

Promise you gon heal, when you feel a bit of that reverence

The reverence

Come get a taste of benevolence

You don't need to pace or make haste when you heaven-sent

Ways of the world making light — rays of pestilence

Promise you gon heal, when you feel a bit of that reverence, nigga