Holy Water

[Verse 1] The firetrucks comin' and the lobby bell ringin' Y'all could prolly smell burnin' from my hot as Hell verses Trynna find a way and I got myself searchin' Cause me I feel ready everybody else nervous Gettin' nervous every time I don't hit y'all up Gettin' nervous every time I don't wish y'all luck And all that shit y'all talkin' watch it trip y'all up Then you trippin' every time that I don't pick y'all up Well this ain't back in back in the day, you know I'm lackin' in patience I'll have 'em backin' away, send back where they came from They just mad cause we made it, spendin' three weeks in Vienna Then it's back to my state, you keep the shoes in the box I keep the cash in the safe, nah the Ruger ain't cocked I ain't shootin' the Glock and ven though I ain't packin' I might get Mac in your face, I'm a savage for payment You tell em Knapp is the name, lately all these daily limits Got me mad at the bank, stackin' the statements And you know just where to find me at times I'm at the Estates If I'm out in midtown it's prolly after a game Or I'm across from Forest Park puttin' gas in the tank ...Okay take deep breaths I know that Jay seems deadly, but this you ain't seen yet Stop 'em dead in their tracks before they take three steps They say game ain't fair I'm like "Who paid these refs?" That's just how I see it and though the crowd might scream I gotta kill off the fake trash that crowds my screens It's the brown-eyed preacher without a doubt I speak I'm bout to walk on water they tried to drown my dream Think you could out-write me? I think you're downright weak Without an army at your back you don't come down my street We leave 'em outside bleeding, whatchu know bout my team One thing you know bout me I'm all about my team