"Psalm 81" lyrics

I put God first. Boy, you better check my spirit. I'm way too blessed
I put the odds in a hearse. However, it's finna go. I'm not even stressed
I think you talk too much. I don't gotta speak 'bout blat. I need my respect
I need forgiveness for him and my debts
I'm 'a be real. I'm not hearing. I'm next
I think I'm sent right now like a text
I don't wanna talk
I'm placing bets

Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh

We praising God what we on
Yuh
I tell a demon, "Be gone."
Yuh
I got a script right now
huh
Loading it up like a blick
Huh
Loading it up a stick

Anointed one. I think I'm touched by the father
I hang with my brothers. Duh, duh. Like some shottas
I'm praying and dying. Real slime 'bout my father
He from Israel. So, we know he a problem
I'm cut from the cloth
Cut from the cloth of Jacob
Psalms 81. I red-dot 'em
Huh

Baby, no. I do not stutter. I said what i said
Yeah. Their lifeblood spilt on the ground. I read what I read
Too much fear of my lord. The spirit without it. I'm dead
Pitbull. I really be stepping. They know how we bread

Isaiah, six, three, and a six
I'm posted with their god. They got sticks
Boy, I'm rocking these fringes like ricks
Ain't no purpose. His purpose is clicks
You see in my spirit
I'm really God-fearing
His talk. It's real sweet but it's not endearment
Man

Esau come get in blood
Yeah in blood
Yeah in blood yuh

Esau come get in blood
Yeah in blood
Yeah in blood yuh

Esau come get in blood
Yeah in blood
Yeah in blood yuh

Esau come get in blood
Yeah in blood
Yeah in blood yeah

Esau come get in blood

Men of God, but they only see thugs
I could spit you on all, and you telling me, "Don't hold me grudge."
Forever and ever, I stick with my lord
I stick with a god who don't budge
Who the Jews? What I tell? I'm it's us
Ask Yahawah who making this fuss
And his son coming way worse then us