Of Course Songtext
von 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


Young lil hitta Like like a mistro
Ain′t been anywhere 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
And a bag
Momma 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 Ron like a Demi God
What a force
I been feeling charged
Cause I'm plugged in the source
Planned from the end
I win Yeah, Of course

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


Ok, 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 we operate outside of the rules and they can′t catch us
A lot of people talk but they full of the stuff in pampers
Been trying not to hit the button like trump and Nuke me a rapper
Of course

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