"Rennesauce" lyrics

Dyllie cop it, get it chop it
Long as you got all the meth
(Middle Tenn land, middle Tenn land)
I was destined for the top since I was sippin' Similac
Ten, Ten, Ten, Ten, Ten, Ten
Had to find the substance, yo I had to find the little lamb
(Middle Tenn land, Middle Ten)
Haters selfish, selfish haters call it selfish, I'm just feelin' blessed
Dyllie cop it, get it chop it
Long as you got all the meth
I was destined for the top since I was sippin' Similac
Had to find the substance, yo I had to find the little lamb
(Middle Tenn land, yeah)
Get it, sell it, haters call it selfish, I'm just feelin' blessed

Had a grave, had to get up out it
In the mix like a gin and tonic
In the mirror where I see the target
Had to knuckle up like I been with Sonic
Had enough of luck, can't be livin' Godless
Lit a little flame like a candelabra
Not a trending topic, but I'm finna top it
Hip-Hop looking for a renaissance
Only problem is the Christians got it (Yeah)
Yeah, main stream on the main line
Want the same lean and the gang signs
And the lame lines on the FaceTime
Want the thot talk and the fake crimes
So the main thing is I can't sign
Stop playin' with 'em
Opps sprayin' at 'em
Depraved had to stop stay with 'em
Deep graves left a lot layin' in 'em (Whoa)
Said a prayer and then God came with it
Bought the crib and the lot came with it
Can't do it if it's not praise in it (Woah)

Okay okay, okay, okay, okay, he broke the bank
I left the label with a smile on my face
Thought I'd pump the breaks but I'm pickin' up the pace
Standing on my faith, I can't sit around and wait
Wait, wait, wait

Dyllie cop it, get it chop it
Long as you got all the meth
I was destined for the top since I was sippin' Similac
(I can't sit around and wait)
Dyllie cop it, get it chop it
Long as you got all the meth
I was destined for the top since I was sippin' Similac
(I can't sit around and-)

I been sittin' with the Ghost, I been listenin'
Said, "Don't move off of fear or adrenalin"
Two tours 'bout to hit the road like a Michelin
Two breaths in then exhale for the benefit
Had to pick the pen up, had to pick my chin up
Forty days, forty nights, got my discipline up
Had to learn how to forgive and give my bitterness up
Couldn't wait 'till I was perfect had to learn it on the way

Okay okay, okay, okay, okay, he broke the bank
I left the label with a smile on my face, huh
Thought I'd pump the breaks but I'm pickin' up the pace
Standing on my faith, I can't sit around and wait

I can't sit around and wait
I can't sit around and wait
Yeah, yeah
Wait, yeah