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    ​twenty eighteen.

    [Chorus]
    Headphones in the Uber, I ain't tryna talk
    Last year was a lot, I'm tryin' to walk it off
    Don't need interventions, please don't get involved
    Pray that my decisions send me back to God
    Demons in my DMs, they all wanna talk
    Trollin' in my mentions, gotta get the block
    People don't want friendship, they just want the sauce
    Pray that their decisions take 'em back to God

    [Verse]
    2015, jumped in the game like it was Madden
    2016, I found the team, I quarterbacked it
    2017, they kicked it off, I ran it back
    And in 2018, I'm just paddin' all my stats
    I mean I'm passin' and I'm catchin' laterals, I'm Bo Jackson
    Time is windin' down and they all know that once I snap it
    I'ma take a knee like Kaepernick, your favorite pacifist
    That whole stanza just a metaphor for how my passion is
    Lazarus, just a little mattress where my casket is
    My capillaries filled with stamina that never vanishes
    I'm not a fan of percocets or xanaxes
    Just an activist that don't drink actavis
    I use my scars and lacerations as a basic catalyst to shape and motivate me
    To show you what the good data is
    I just hit the mission then I did the race
    Say you gettin' riches, please elaborate
    I can see you wylin' on the internet
    Only God can judge, but do you want to see Him litigate?
    Clearly fake love get no play around my real estate
    Henny straight, that mean no mixer to dilute the taste
    Of your fate, if you hate love, aka Son of Yahweh
    Elmer Fudd, death is on the hunt
    This gon' make my momma prolly make a sing along
    She gon' show it to her mom and they gon' slap they palms
    Trump hear the track, then he say, "Why can't we get along?"
    This gon' make Obama's 2018 favorite songs
    I just watched the Dave Chappelle and now I'm readin' Psalms
    I haven't been this savage since like 21

    [Chorus]
    Headphones in the Uber, I ain't tryna talk
    Last year was a lot, I'm tryin' to walk it off
    Don't need interventions, please don't get involved
    Pray that my decisions send me back to God
    Demons in my DMs, they all wanna talk
    Trollin' in my mentions, gotta get the block
    People don't want friendship, they just want the sauce
    Pray that their decisions take 'em back to God

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