We Workin’ Grits

We Workin
Redemptions
Grits

Verse 1:
Call it a second wind the beast has awoken from the pen
Departed from sin, but still breakin' bread with my kin
On a deeper water mission, pimpin' , fishin' for men
Who glisten and grin, but keep a darker secret within
I'm a deeper light exposin' them
Chosen to bring Jehovah through
Move it, or I'm runnin' over you
Ludacris with a bigger shoe
Stompin’ you out like Herc would do
Signaling death to flirt with you
Touching G's and working you
Lyrically I'm Da Vinci Code
Listen we're at the Super Bowl, the game you're trying to get to
Rookie, you in training clothes, we're franchise in booth
Country boys, but city with it
Foolish flows, and witty with it
Give it how it’s given
Painted pad and higher livin’
Never switchin’ my position
Put my kids in your condition
Stackin paper like im Staples
Stable livin, that’s the mission
Illustrated, documented
Future Scriptures: spit it! Finished
Ya I said it cuz I meant it and I mean it cuz I live it