Own Lane

T-Haddy Chorus We are in our own lane and stopping it’s not an option We delight and we shining just like some diamonds We got our hands to the sky eyes on the Throne man Doing the will of our Father we in our own lane Dre Murray Shining like a lightbulb Screaming and turn your life up Project mayhem Welcome to the fight club Trying to occupy y’all states for the call Cause everybody ain’t in Read the text on the wall Face in that book But some wanting us to fall When November makes an entrance They worship at the mall Cliff pitch perfect for the resolution I just pray, Fox News show the Revolution Cause it’s a squad coming up That speaking solution Hear the glitter air waves They speak in pollution What you calling Lame We call it a movement Die to self flesh dead Catch a body head to Houston And spread a good news To nerds and hood dudes Now they craving the word They love it like cook food Point them to the Christ And give them the right tools Loving wives raising kids I’m talking them light moves Hold up Chorus We are in our own lane and stopping it’s not an option We delight and we shining just like some diamonds We got our hands to the sky eyes on the Throne man Doing the will of our Father we in our own lane Calvin Verse You thought all last was on you? You ain’t know where my vision Anytime you near us you hear us You seeing the squad You know we bought business It’s Him that we lifting These bars that we lifting These gears that we shifting He put it together He made it a Calvin’s world major collision Go ahead and stay directed Nod your head with respect when you see me Try to figure me out you can’t see me Cause you need a spiritual lens Cause I’m in 3-D It’s going hard right here Bang it on CD This is the new anthem Put it on repeat From Detroit to Chi-Town to LA On the winning team And we going for the 3 peat Gotta spit what the Master spit The match is lit The flame, man and that’s just it The gas is lit I never been an average Type dude light it up Let the cameras click I tell you the boy sicker than a cancer stick Cause your boy cut from a different fabric I’m steady running down the block Dallas Maverick The passage lit So gone call the ambulance Any track that I touch I damage it People looking sideways Can’t handle it So only one judge So Let His hammer hit Gone head lift me up Like I’m Lazarus Yeah, we’re running with the King I’m not talking LeBron Yeah, we walking in the building So sound the alarm And we focus on the Son We don’t focus on stars The way we make it moves We dropping them bombs Chorus We are in our own lane and stopping it’s not an option We delight and we shining just like some diamonds We got our hands to the sky eyes on the Throne man Doing the will of our Father we in our own lane