Of Course
Derek Minor, Byron Juane
(Chorus: Derek Minor) Hallelujah, oh Lord Where I’m from it go fttttt when they bored We ain’t supposed to be here, pop a cork God did it, ooh, I’m flexing, yeah of course Made out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yeah of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King, yeah of course Made it out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King, yeah of course (Verse 1: Byron Juane) Young lil hitta like a mistro Ain’t been anywhere that I can’t go Shawty told me I’m a star Told her I don’t need the gas What I really really need is good credit in the bag Mama saw me sign the deal, I told her there it go Now I’m waking up in lofts On the wood floors On my pride I’m Mufasa Flex boy I outta God said He got it, so I stress not about it I just Kuna Matata, hitta, yeah I really do People coming for the squad, get a coffin and a noose Been a king from a king So my rings gotta ring Now my chains gotta gleam And my soul been the beam, wow of course How you got the drive all that power, need a horse Young Bryon like a demigod, what a force I been feeling charged 'cause I’m plugged in the source Planned from the end, I win yeah, of course (Chorus: Derek Minor) Hallelujah, oh Lord Where I’m from it go fttttt when the bored We ain’t supposed to be here, pop a cork God did it, ooh, I’m flexing, yeah of course Made out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King yea of course Made out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King yea of course (Verse 2: Derek Minor) Let me give y’all a new style to run with New ideas to bite New wave to surf on Please prepare the throne, Mr. Minor is home And I’m done putting you on, get Doc on the phone Watch my moves with binoculars to duplicate it But they don’t see the big picture so they can’t trace it I can teach you how to hustle and then finesse it Have my cheese and my bread quick, make it deep dish Whew, whew, whew, it’s never been about the money for me Ugh ugh ugh, it’s always been about the kingdom dummy I been talking to the Son, He said the future sunny Got a lot of haters but my momma love me I’m an artist but I’m more close to a trapper Cause I operate outside of the rules, you can’t catch us A lot of people talk but they full of the stuff in pampers Trying not to hit the button like Trump and nuke me a rapper (Chorus: Derek Minor) Hallelujah, oh Lord Where I’m from it go fttttt when the bored We ain’t supposed to be here, pop a cork God did, ohhh I’m flexing, yeah of course Made out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King yea of course Made out the bottom of course I ain’t gotta worry 'bout a thing anymore I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course With a crown of thorns feeling like a King yea of course
