Keep My Spirit Alive

Ooh ooh Keep my spirit alive Keep my spirit alive alive More than anything You can take it all but the Lord on my side Spirit won't die die Oh oh my life Is in His hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize Yo Flushed the work just in time and they raided thank God Thank God Screamin' through the GT roof like **** we done made it thank God Thank God Hundred-round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it thank God Thank God Couple thousand grams got two thousand grands when we waited thank God Thank God I was facin' fifteen and I beat it And I beat it Just spent about twenty up at Neimans Up at Neimans Did two hundred in a Demon In a Demon skrrt I'm the illest **** and I mean it And I mean it My homie droppin' bodies for no reason Boom boom boom boom boom Now his kids see him on the weekends Ah Got the baking soda for the remix Remix Millionaires on I can see it More than anything You can take it all but the Lord on my side Spirit won't die die Oh oh my life Is in His hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize Yeah don't hate me 'cause my heart is full of love No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood Layin' in the hospital when I got shot fam Mama prayed for me said she left it in God's hands yeah So I'ma leave it in God's hands Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more now I stand Then I ran here I am Machine Keep my spirit alive alive More than anything You can take it all but the Lord on my side Well between a mix of bad schools with the fast food Bad had tools and a bad mood If you don't turn to a lil' Gotti they gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body They turned me into a lil' Gotti uh yeah Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make And who gon' make it Kan' duh Who the squad Donda Who the mom Donda Who can see Don duh get Don C Who needs practice I don't do rehearsals And I don't do commercials 'cause they too commercial Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you She said You in the studio with who I'ma hurt you How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you Quiet all the cordialness We walk in God's spiritual ordinance We know the Blacks the orphans refused to be runaways Rebel renegade must stay paid More than anything You can take it all but the Lord on my side Spirit won't die die Oh oh my life Is in His hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize