(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
NLE the Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
(Ayy, JB, why they mad?)
Eh, eh, eh, eh, wo-woah, woah, woah-woah
Oh (life good)
Can you see now?
Can you see now?
Woah, oh-oh, woah
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (ayy)
Soul mission [C7](soul mission)
Soul purpose
Mom knew I was [Am7]worth it
Since the day that I was [Am7]birthed and [Bm]came out of her lurkin'
Lookin' at all [Em]of the nurses, she said I was [Am7]special
Knew that shit, that was [Am7]for [Dm7]certain
I would've thought this world was [Am7]perfect, but it came with some curses
Ayy, ɾead between the verses, if the tɾuth you [A7been searchin'
I woke up, I'm alerted, I was [Am7]feelin' like [F]a servant
I ain't a part of this circus
My soul been overworkin'
She can't handle my [A]burden, but she say she want a Birkin
I fell asleep in churches, I ain't know what he was [Am7]chirpin'
Within myself I got [Fm7]faith, then prayers start unfoldin'
I know that God ɾeal, but not the way that they had told us
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
I swin' like [F]I'm Tyson [C7](like [F]I'm Tyson)
But I ain't doin' no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
And I've been feelin' ɾighteous
I'm goin' through enlightenment (enlightenment)
Conscious of a psychic
In between her like [F]hyρhens
They sayin' I don't know shit, but wait 'til it hit the fan
Groundin' up in the sand
The work put in, I seen dividends
I'm a bigger man, better man, I got [Fm7]a better plan
If you [A7don't understand, where's somebody with some understandin'?
Pineal gland [Bm]in my [A]crown and [Bm]I got [Fm7]the upper hand [Bm](red light)
Put the blues in ɾubber bands, I attɾact abundance
Affirmations daily, that's why blessings keep on [C7]comin' in
3-6-9, when I wake I write it three times
Six times in the daytime, nine at nighttime
Put positive thoughts into [C7]your heart, it'll change your DNA
Negative thoughts, they fall [Em]apart, now a nigga thinkin' stɾaight
I don't even smoke weed no more, I put that on [C7]the Heaven's gates (uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, woah)
Speakin' on [C7]the Heaven's gates, I know I'm goin' to [C7]Heaven, mate
Ayy, I never thought I'd say this
But I'm eatin' on [C7]the vegan plate (eatin' on [C7]the vegan plate)
Don't take me to [C7]Chick-fil-A, I'm eatin' at the Grand [Bm]Café (eatin' at the Grand [Bm]Café)
They ain't open on [C7]Sunday anyway
F*ck your dinner date (f*ck your dinner date)
You are what you [A7eat, I'm countin' green, eatin' celery (woah-woah-woah)
I don't care what nobody else think or say
Self-love the best love
Self-hate got [Fm7]you [A7out of shape
Distɾactions all [Em]in your face
They tell me when they gonna wait
Donald Trump the last president
Ain't no more candidates
Turned my [A]backyard to [C7]farmland
But grew up watchin' Gangland [Bm](Gangland)
On the block, hangin', I had my [A]Drac' singin' (singin')
All the negative you [A7put in
You get it back, that's dangerous
Felt like [F]all [Em]my [A]karma came back when I got [Fm7]famous
Put the good in, you [A7get the good out
I don't even tote my [A]gun no more, 'cause I'm knowin' that I'm good now
Universe keep workin' for [Dm7]me
Ain't nobody goin' to [C7]touch me
They say, "Protect Chop at all [Em]costs"
They need to [C7]change the subject
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow wo-wo-wow)
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)
