[Verse 1: Joey Jester]
No days off, I ain't tapping out
And I put it on wax Imma make it out
And I put it on God I ain't faking
This is what I wanna do for the rest of my life
I'll take a couple of stabs in the back
I'll never react cuz the minute I do is a setback
Lemme take a little hiatus
Then come back and show em I am the greatest
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Or make me go through highs and lows
I'll never bend or try to fold on
People that held it down when I was down
Now it's time to take the crown
I'm a featherweight coming in heavy
Round just started and they throwing confetti
Counting my blessings burning my bridges
I got no limits cuz
[Hook; Joey Jester]
I put it on god
For me and my squad
I pray for the day that I make it
I come a long way from the basement
I'm keeping it real, don't care how you feel
Cuz it's not my time that you wasting
I put it on god
To keep me away from the fake
To give me more wins than losses
I can't keep on making mistakes
Cuz nothing in life is promised
I'm taking it day by day
I put it on
[Verse 2: Joey Jester]
I gotta what I gotta do
Whether they think it's impossible
I'm overcoming every obstacle
It's me against all odds
And I ain't taking one loss
Imma still shine with my flaws
Even with the ones you coming across
You know I'm a starter , I'm just getting hotter
I be holding weight, like the golden gate
Never in the bench unless I bench press
Back to back tapes, but it's not a race
Never under pressure, never underwhelmed
Never lost the passion, only time will tell
I got mad potential, I got mad essentials
I'm top tier, killing instrumentals
I got a passion that you never see all the time
Rappers be acting for green all the time
They don't do it for the sport
Playing on the court making the least of they time
I don't do it for the fame
Artists blow up and all they turn the same
Painting pictures like Picasso
They drugged up like they Pablo
I'm making a change, creating a wave
Never going through a phase
People will hate at the end of the day
But I'm gonna shine at the end of the day
[Verse 3: Yung Ello]
It's time to celebrate
We gon go up on a money vacation yeah
Please watch yo temper aye
You don't wanna be caught up in hating yeah
Just let me demonstrate
What it takes to be up in the making yeah
After we meditate, imma nigga that get right like Jamaicans yeah
Up in the ghetto, grinding hard tryna get out this placement, yeah
Shoutout to fellows, going in opposite of complacent yeah
Going to war, all my niggas get to manning yo stations yeah
Just bodies and metal, watch a nigga turn soldier to patient yeah
Turn off the lights
On god we gon serve up a hell of a night
A thief in the night
At ya door like I'm pulling to fix up the pipes, no we not alike
I put it on God
[Outro: Wtfmike]
Use to eat the dirt
Now you eat my dust
I put it on God
I just want it all for me, all for me
I put it on God
I'm gonna be iced out
I put it on God
I'm not taking no timeouts
I put it on God
I put it on God
