Verse 1 - PSALM:

I feel like goin against me is blasphemy
All these cool niggas goin out sad
I’m glad u dusty ass niggas can’t cancel me
I guess it’s the past for me
The community spoke it’s the end of the road
For y’all you Never was ‘sposed to fall?
Ha Ha God got another trick
Had to humble me I swallowed my hubris

Where was this clout when I ubered ?
What do I care about you for?
Unless you a fan or supporter or family
I'ma do me you can do yours
Step over there
Somebody who cares about shit that you care about
Might speak
I changed so much since volume 1
I don’t give a fuck who don’t like me

I tried to be nice….
It just got me vices and lost years
Druggin with predator rappers
So disappointed in most of my top peers
Used to look up to the grimiest niggas
Because they could sell a few tickets
I’ll play to a hundred true Psalm One fans
Before I do shows with you bitches

Pandemic illuminates darkness
Uprisings just hit me the hardest
And all you virtue signaling fucks
Will not get to sample the harvest
See I don’t align with no coward…
Cuz I used to be one
Thankful that’s over I fear no human
My God and my 9 be the reason

HOOK:

Who do I trust?
My God and my 9

Verse 2 - ANGEL:

Tight pink pussy and your wife wanna taste
I can see these niggas wanna put me in my place
Stunting like my daddy and I’m pretty in the face
Money on the docket ain’t afraid to catch a case

Stop playing with me Nigga, go play with your dick.
I’m intelligent and relevant, it makes y’all sick
I already had corona so I’m in my crib
And I talk big shit since y’all ain’t equipped

I am wealthy and healthy abundant I know
Manifest sacred magic out my soul
God on my side, this that ancestral growth
No, you ain't gotta like me and that’s why you choke

Ain’t gotta like me but bet you respect me,
Know that they trust me, I’m always vetting
I’ll cash that check with these fists if Psalm let me,
I see thru bullshit and hoes call that messy

Keep my head down, trust my intuition
No fishing, I don’t play with none of these bitches,
Them positions switching, my mission
Conviction, stayed in my lane
Now my lane fucking winning

Prodigious, prolific,
Jealousy a sickness
It’s sickening, how ignorant I been bout my business,
touch me, I'm bussing at niggas no missing,
come catch me outside, with my nine and my prisms

HOOK:

Who do I trust?
My God and my 9