"Man Of Steel" lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, 2000, E-S-T
O-C-O-E-E
Ayy, woah
No, this ain't a drill
Do what the King say, not how I feel
I was a PK, wild, for real
I hung up my jersey, I'm not in the field
I might get the silver to color the grill
I don't need a filter, you see that it's real
Got the heat like Miami, no, we cannot chill
The higher the building, the lower you build
So we build a foundation that's tougher than steel
Know we build a foundation that's tougher than diamonds
If my lawyer don't read it, you know I ain't signin'
We blitzin' the enemy, just like a lineman
Back then, I was Cece, I was just whinin'
Now I don't complain, I just get in alignment
To my God and my Savior, that's who I'ma hide in
In the rain, in the sun, in the shine, know I'm grindin'
You don't stress 'bout the flight when you trust in the pilot
Told 'em, "Do not disturb", like my phone on silent
I was young on the curb, tryna be what I heard
On the songs I was singin' that was havin' me hurt
'Fore you look at they teeth, get yo' cavities first
What goes up must come down, that's how gravity work
Eat the script' 'till I'm full to capacity
Still the compassion be first
I be like, "What you need?"
And I pray for you after the word
You don't gotta be pastor to serve
You can serve at yo' job, house, school
Can't tell me that Christian's not cool
I'ma rap 'til I'm finished, not through (Not through?)
Not through
Who this hot independent?
Not You
I think I'm number one, not two
'Cause I follow the one, Jesús
Christos
Air Force 1s, homie, I cannot crease those
Kenny hit me, said, "Let's go Puerto Rico"
B-I-B-L-E, yeah, that be my cheat code
B-I-B-L-E, yeah, that be my cheat code
Only need one, homie, I will not cheat, though
I don't gotta chase a thing
I just seek the Kingdom, everything come to me like Magneto
Homie, this real
No, this ain't a drill
Do what the King say, not how I feel
I was a PK, wild, for real
I hung up my jersey, I'm not in the field
I might get the silver to color the grill
I don't need a filter, you see that it's real
Got the heat like Miami, no, we cannot chill
The higher the building, the lower you build
Know we build a foundation that's tougher than steel
Ayy, 2000, E-S-T
O-C-O-E-E
Ayy, woah
No, this ain't a drill
Do what the King say, not how I feel
I was a PK, wild, for real
I hung up my jersey, I'm not in the field
I might get the silver to color the grill
I don't need a filter, you see that it's real
Got the heat like Miami, no, we cannot chill
The higher the building, the lower you build
So we build a foundation that's tougher than steel
Know we build a foundation that's tougher than diamonds
If my lawyer don't read it, you know I ain't signin'
We blitzin' the enemy, just like a lineman
Back then, I was Cece, I was just whinin'
Now I don't complain, I just get in alignment
To my God and my Savior, that's who I'ma hide in
In the rain, in the sun, in the shine, know I'm grindin'
You don't stress 'bout the flight when you trust in the pilot
Told 'em, "Do not disturb", like my phone on silent
I was young on the curb, tryna be what I heard
On the songs I was singin' that was havin' me hurt
'Fore you look at they teeth, get yo' cavities first
What goes up must come down, that's how gravity work
Eat the script' 'till I'm full to capacity
Still the compassion be first
I be like, "What you need?"
And I pray for you after the word
You don't gotta be pastor to serve
You can serve at yo' job, house, school
Can't tell me that Christian's not cool
I'ma rap 'til I'm finished, not through (Not through?)
Not through
Who this hot independent?
Not You
I think I'm number one, not two
'Cause I follow the one, Jesús
Christos
Air Force 1s, homie, I cannot crease those
Kenny hit me, said, "Let's go Puerto Rico"
B-I-B-L-E, yeah, that be my cheat code
B-I-B-L-E, yeah, that be my cheat code
Only need one, homie, I will not cheat, though
I don't gotta chase a thing
I just seek the Kingdom, everything come to me like Magneto
Homie, this real
No, this ain't a drill
Do what the King say, not how I feel
I was a PK, wild, for real
I hung up my jersey, I'm not in the field
I might get the silver to color the grill
I don't need a filter, you see that it's real
Got the heat like Miami, no, we cannot chill
The higher the building, the lower you build
Know we build a foundation that's tougher than steel
Writer(s): Caleb Gordon
