Godly - Montana of 300

God over everything

To God almighty

I give praise

The truth it hurts

So lies is made

And men in search of power use religion to design a slave

See we are trying to find a way

While trapped inside this giant maze

Where niggas let that iron blaze

And lost in simple minded ways

Where we hear mothers cry and rage

And its to hard to hide the pain

Don’t try to count up how much money I’ve made

Go count the lives I’ve saved

There’s so much light behind the shade

And everynight I climb the stage

Moving people on these tracks

With lines like they was riding trains

I aim to be the wise

Who thinks like those twice his age

Been balling long as Isaac Hayes

That fire man whose eyes ablazed

Twelve passing judgement some days I would get harassed for nothing

Did massive stunting back in the day when the trap was jumping

Sold packs of bud and didn’t have a budget still strapped in public

Somehow I’m winning and haters can’t break the pattern of it

They mad at something their cash is coming and ask for nothing

I kept faith in God so I had it coming you got to love it

Between the Lord and my lyrics

I produce life like two lovers

I chase my dream with my team and watched it unfold like new covers

Don’t try to act like you love us but on the inside you jealous

In times of comfort and fear they always show their true colors

I swear they hate on my success

But they give ear to my word

They fear what they heard, the Rap God is clear, I’m superb

Yeah Satans nervous

The demons sweating

I’ve picked the setting

I keep progressing and teaching lessons till hes beheaded

This lethal weapon

Unleashed aggression to keep from stressing with the deepest message

Might reach the heavens that’s key possession

Don’t fall into that Devils trap

Just look how far it set us back

Just know that you can broaden your horizon without steppin back

God never gave his word

You might be following that Devils map

To set someone up for a lie

They always start by telling facts

Lots of edits from different authors

Added lies to the saga

What understanding loving father dips his kids into lava

All religions are just a buisness with scriptures written by scholars

Where preachers try to sell hope and take your almighty dollar

We sat with them chains

And got hung like a swing set

And if you still sitting waiting then you haven’t grown wings yet

Wings up that’s elevation freedom that’s what my team reps

Keeping digging cause there’s history that you haven’t seen yet

I used to eat with some gangsters

On that ave with them forks

And niggas knew where to find me either the trap or the court

Please keep your sons out them streets

Go put they ass into sports

And all my lyrics cut deep

Like I was rapping with swords

I’m always bringing that heat

Like I was passing a torch

And giving credit to God

Like he was passing a course

So just let go of the worse

And just hold onto the best

While on that road to success you got to know that you’re blessed

Possessed the power to heal

I taught myself how to use it

Yeah we all aim for the top but do you know how to shoot it?

See me I go through the music with hopes that you don’t confuse it

Although this life is abusive understand life is exclusive

Dead men wish they was in our shoes

But had the chance and they blew it

There’s no more sex

There’s no more ticks

No bomb expert can defuse it

There’s no more Ls when life expires we hope God can renew it

While your loved ones left with that pain but you won’t be there to soothe it

I’m from the land of the laws where there’s no way to recoup it

You pray to God and say you love him then be godly and prove it