Gold

I'm tryna make it to heaven Streets is made of gold I'm tryna make it to heaven Take me home I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home This walk ain't easy Gotta have endurance for this The devil sleazy Wanna see me burn in the pit My God he free'd me I seen the chains split No more misleading I felt my heart shift Can't sift me out like wheat The son he prayed for me Tell a demon he can't compete Holy spirit he live in me I still got some people that stuck in the street I know you can free them you did it for me I Stand in the gap for all of my brothers When you come back take all of my brothers I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home I'm tryna walk on them gold streets Pharisees judgeing don't know me Pathway is narrow get lonely Call on my Abba my OG Leaning on God don't need codine Washed in the fire no cold feet So I ain't turning back Devil tryna sneak attack I can't fall for that Juke it like a running back Only one man is perfect I'm not him Chief of sin probably rank in the top ten Gave my life back to Jesus I'm locked in Tell the devil no swiper aint swiping Yeah Uh Tell the devil no swiper aint swiping I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home I'm tryna make it to heaven Where the streets is made of gold But it's hard tryna die to myself Make the old me dead and gone Devil said he'd give me the world But he want me to sell my soul What If I don't live till tomorrow Would Jesus take me home