Cocky

[Verse 1] Rap is such a competitive sport And my glasses still on, it's the incredible dork They wanna try me like the federal court But I'm unashamed of the gospel I'll never retort That statement, other rappers are wack sauce DJ treat em like Mr. Miyagi and turn they wax-off Reaching God's standards we all fall short Like tryna' shoot a medicine ball from half court Dissing God? Well you better abort It don't go well for you, that's hell for you I'm telling you all, I don't want to see you perish But you wanna ball so hard like them Ninjas In Paris, kawasaki They wanna put me in a box like Rocky cause I talk about God But not me Papi let me keep it honest like I had too much sake Some people say I'm cocky I just know that God got me [Hook] Some say I'm cocky, I just know that God got me [Verse 2] Feasting on God's word, chop it up properly Watch me put it down raw like hibachi Uptown New York City where you can spot me Somebody told me I'm the only thing that can stop me Never will I grow beyond a servant Snakeskin on a strapback but I'm free from the serpent Everybody worship even if you're not churchin' What your living for is God, power, pleasure or your job Some livin' for they clothes, call it True Religion Y'all ain't tryna hear me like them demos I be getting I think they get the memo, the Christians in the building And they been getting higher than the Keisha that you're twisting Y'all know how to get it, encounters with the Most High You don't need to blow loud, come and get to know Jah I'll introduce you to Supplier, cause He don't want your deeds boy He wants your desires It's hard to spit fire when you hardly get inspired by the genre you're inside of Everybody wanna try to be something they not, well guess what do you I'm still covered in that blood like SuWoo [Hook]