[YK Osris, DaBaby & Gucci Mane]
Ohh
Yeah, it´s like, it´s like some of that ghetto gospel shit
Yeah, yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[DaBaby & YK Osris]
This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same week that they lost Nispey (Nispey, yeah)
Ain´t got no love left in my heart, my shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I´m ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil´ Jon goin´ down in history
´Cause I´ve been solo, rockin´ Dolo, I´ve been stuntin´
No, ho, it´s a no-go, I don´t want you (Yeah)
And everybody wonderin´ why he come around and don´t say nothin´
´Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin´

[DaBaby]
Lemme pop my shit
I came from shit, three of us and my mom, she couldn´t pay rent
Two jobs, all alone, she couldn´t quit
We was home alone when we was jits
That was before I was grown, before I was on
I ain´t had no shoes, I ain´t had no clothes
Lemme wear your shoes, lemme fuck your bitch
I ain´t had no car, I ain´t had no whip
Wonder why a nigga cover his ears when y´all talk
´Cause it ain´t nobody could tell me shit
I spent 30K on my daughter birthday, everybody had fun
Nigga, everybody lit
When a nigga go home, I don´t answer my phone
Everybody want to leech, everybody want a loan

Everybody wanna talk, everybody wanna clique
I don´t wanna be friends, get off my dick
I ain´t had time to think, I ain´t had time to breath
I´ve been prayin´ to the Lord, I´ve been talkin´ on my knees
I been thinkin´ ´bout my pops, I been thinkin´ about my opps
Thinkin´ how can I stop me a nigga when he breathin´
When a nigga play with me, I ain´t lookin´ for my phone
I ain´t finna drive away, I ain´t lookin´ for my keys
The fuck these niggas know about me?

[DaBaby, YK Osris & Chance The Rapper]
This shit right here sound like some gospel

I lost my daddy the same week that they lost Nispey (Nispey, yeah)
Ain´t got no love left in my heart, my shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I´m ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil´ Jon goin´ down in history
´Cause I´ve been solo, rockin´ Dolo, I´ve been stuntin´
No, ho, it´s a no-go, I don´t want you  (I don´t want nothin´, yeah, yeah)
And everybody wonderin´ why he come around and don´t say nothin´
´Cause it been so long, it been so long (Chance The Rapper)
I came from nothin´ (Yeah, yeah)

[Chance The Rapper]
Put yourself in my shoes, like I abandoned the race
And you ran in my place
Shoes too big, but they use hair strands as a lace, and they break
When it´s hot outside, you don´t want fans in your face (Ah)
But you might want a fan in your face
When yo´ man got a heat and the hand in the waist (Band)
Gotta keep a cool head, niggas got PTSD these days (Yeah)
Some folks ain´t live to see these days (Yeah)
I be in the lab like Dex, coolin´, takin´ these Dee Dee breaks (Long)
The PD way, I could write a book like TD Jakes (Yeah, yeah)

Walkin´ ´round my city in some house shoes
Know that they always wanted someone they could honk and shout to (Yeah, yeah)
Just gotta remember, got a family in the house, too (Yeah, yeah)
Don´t get caught up with the one that still function without you (Yeah, yeah)

[DaBaby & YK Osris]
This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same week that they lost Nispey (Nispey, yeah)
Ain´t got no love left in my heart, my shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I´m ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil´ Jon  goin´ down in history

´Cause I´ve been solo, rockin´ Dolo, I´ve been stuntin´
No, ho, it´s a no-go, I don´t want you (Yeah)
And everybody wonderin´ why he come around and don´t say nothin´
´Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin´

[Gucci Mane]
I´m the only nigga left, homie
It ain´t right how all went left on me
Niggas took my heart and they stepped on it (Wow)
Lately, I´ve been hangin´ myself, homie (Huh)
These fuck niggas made me sick, they got me nauseous (Yeah)
Paranoid, all this money movin´ cautious
Flippin´ quarters on a corner to a baller (Skrrt)
Run up on Gucci, you gon´ see the coroner

Bright carats on my chest not foreign (Brrr)
Paris freshin´, we fresh like a foreigner (Huh)
Nigga tried to rob me, now he a goner (Whew)
Gucci Mane preach the gospel to the mourners (Haha)
Guwap, yeah

[DaBaby & YK Osris]
This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same week that they lost Nispey (Nispey, yeah)
Ain´t got no love left in my heart, my shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I´m ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil´ Jon goin´ down in history
´Cause I´ve been solo, rockin´ Dolo, I´ve been stuntin´

No, ho, it´s a no-go, I don´t want you (Yeah)
And everybody wonderin´ why he come around and don´t say nothin´
´Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin´