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I'm bout to I'm bout to I'm bout to I'm bout to, ay I'm bout to, I'm bout to, I'm bout to I'm bout to jet You better pay your respect Rockin' a Cross on my neck This Cross is a threat You should've known that I drop them Without even breakin' a sweat What you expect Walkin' with ice on your neck Don't mean you not swimmin' in debt I'm placin' bets I got the game on pause I bet on myself, collect uh God trust me when the tank's on E Cause I got that drive, make Bugatti's flee Don't need gasoline, please don't gas me up All the strength I need comes from my God's love This ain't a bluff When I am on empty, He fillin' me up I've had enough With people mistakin' my kindness As someone that's labeled as soft You think Jesus soft You think you don't answer to God Think He don't see you as fraudf Search for applause Worship your idols But God shedding light on what's done in the dark I'm makin' sparks Cover your head and your hearts Or you might get hit with the truth That you try to refute But my God will rebuke, it ain't cute For the lukewarm, when His Spirit drop like a nuke Yelling bombs away I really think it'd be best You run from the flesh And get off the .coms today All of that time spent throwin' your dollars And seekin' God's daugters in lingerie Don't decorate, can't tolerate, but it's about time I separate From all the maggots Your search history is where all the trash is My seatbelt fastened cause I'm bout to jet You better pay your respect Rockin' a Cross on my neck This Cross is a threat You should've known that I drop them Without even breakin' a sweat What you expect Walkin' with ice on your neck Don't mean you not swimmin' in debt I'm placin' bets I got the game on pause I bet on myself, collect uh Money really ain't a thing to me Don't need my name up on the TV screen I don't really wanna satisfy All these corrupted minds To make 'em fond of me Can't tolerate the massive malice Don't push hate to amass some status What you expect when my priorities Are livin' morally And not to build my palace What you expect What you expect when I walked in the game What you expect My old life is gone I'm servin' to push Jesus' name What you expect I'm buildin' a base Continue to grow all our faith What you expect Lil' Christian artist who's afraid To give his true Savior the praise Nah Nah Nah
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