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Bring the sheep to the man, I do everything I can Got a million on the gram, follow me or you'll be damned North side, east side, Jesus Christ Way, way, way, way, way up in this bitch Count the days, it's almost here Talkin' cray, but you convinced (wait) Heaven sent, I am nothing like the present men Wasn't fucking with the president This world got way too sensitive It's so evident we let the devil in I'm not a reverend, I'm irreverent But still I'm colder than the revenant I put the effort in to be a better man, let 'em in I be walking 'round the town, talking what I'm 'bout Walking all around, drawing all the crowds Garnering the clout, calling all 'em out Following devout, volleying the doubt Swallowing it down, hollering it loud They know not what they do (wait) They're tryna box in a Jew? (wait) PG with the crack, gotta come back Got a li'l bread took that Made a lotta more bread, now the gang getting fed Bring a lunch bag, all of my friends started poppin' in advance All the seeds turn to plants Full circle like a hubcap You can hear the chants, everybody had a chance Everybody tryna dance when I pull up with the jams Everybody going ham, young man got a plan They don't even understand From Letras Mania