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caleb gordon - rocky road pt. 2 lyrics

[verse 1: caleb gordon]
the road get rocky again
i’m back in this thing and i brought me a friend
my sin, it thought it could win
i throw up a prayer, it’s gone with the wind
okay, in the studio, locked in the gym
verses, they turn into hymns
god got my back, i got bored at the rim
god got my back, so i’m chillin’ just like a massage
i been beefin’ with general zod
but i know that my general god
ain’t no hook on this, chill and just nod
ain’t no buck on this, i had to grind
but the book for the lord and my mind
now the world, it get cold outside
so i cook in my court inside
it’s a beat, we gon’ eat, i’ll slide
in the booth we got forks and knives
i’ve been meetin’ my lord in the skies
and he knew way before my design
before i was folded with pride
take a picture, you’ll see the disguise
ain’t no fiction, the truth in the eyes
promised them that the lamb was mine, i had to go get it
i sold me a jawn, i had to go slay
like david and goliath, i had to repay him
he set me new lines, i had to relay ’em
for god and my+ i gotta resay ’em
the father of time, the master remaker
the autumn is fine, the alpha omega
the master of mine, the galaxy shaker
the one up above, biggest creator
[verse 2: alano adan]
bright light, flashin’
fresh out the tomb like i’m lazurus
hop on the beat, now i’m spazzin’
got ’em in shock, like anaphylactic
ayy, they want a party, i’m crashin’
when i pull up my lil’ shawty like, “that’s him”
ayy, link with this sauce, i’m tapped in
a whole new world, aladdin
rappers is disney, clean ’em up swiftly
flow is on cocaine, flow is on whitney
i don’t play no games, better come get me
used to watch trip lee, now that boy big league
brothers on what? brothers on top floor
shout out to tj, shout out to wago
way i move weight, must be el chapo
i been in the gym and i’m tryna get flaco
might hit the o, pull up on cg
i’m in eden, my lord in the skies
i see my peace and i dish it like petri
yeah, i’m from florida where you need ac
when i ‘hovah, i don’t mean jay+z
‘hovah like rapha, jovah like nissi
‘hovah like big god, ever since dc
when the kid pray pray, devil get cece’d on

- caleb gordon lyrics

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