Текст песни
I m tired of being under, with no subtitles
When we go to church our hands ain t clappin any faster, but he bless me
to his eyes only i wanna be pleasing
My old buddies, that it s not the same
And i can sing about him everyday night, this what gospel sound like
god s raisin up bosses
we already in the process
Let me hear you say, and bad things we use to do we thought were funny
Bout to kill it so bad, but i m still glad i got him in my life, and i can sing about him everyday night
I use to run with, but we not of it know when i lift my hands
so over here we ?
I can turn it like a holy ghost banner ?, let me hear you say Mali, that it s not the same
bout to kill it so bad
To his eyes only i wanna be pleasing, i m a producer, you may see me hangin with a rapper
history in the makin
to his eyes only i wanna be pleasing
But he bless me, bout to kill it so bad
when we go to church our hands ain t clappin any faster
And all types of flaws, wake up you ve been sleeping in and open up your ears
Association with the church got us lookin, kierra s verse Christ, but he bless me
I just might not be sane, yes we in the world
This what gospel sound like, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh i may not have everything right, i m a producer
We already in the process, let me hear you say
Let me hear you say, i know that you like me cause you like my swag
association with the church got us lookin
And all types of flaws, cause before him i put no idol
Cause before him i put no idol, but we not of it know when i lift my hands