Lyrics:
"Hallelujah!"
Got your preacher on speed dial
It still gets me how
You was on top, now you 6' underground
That's kind of senile, this ain't no freestyle
"Hallelujah!"
Got your preacher on speed dial
It still gets me how
You was on top, now you 6' underground
That's kind of senile, this ain't no freestyle
lord please count me worthy, can't me worthy
By your grace
Chorus: all I want is to see the lord
All I want is to see the Lord
All I want is to see
it, I'd like to be God
But I'm only a human, you're practically everything, you'll see me do it
I hide for a bit cause I like to confuse em
Ever since I
nigga finna let you know
I tried rolling with punches, man, but I can't roll for shit
I've been knocked down for the count, so many times I almost quit
you gonna do
Sitting on your couch, never follow through
Everything you say is so overdue
So please don't take this personal
But I want a man
I want
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
chains had to break
I'm grafted to Christ so this man is a new thing
And that's something no one can take
You'll never stop
My praises and thanks
When I
really hope you get everything you prayin' for
Even if that thing you prayin' for my downfall
Amen, Hallelujah
I say I'm number one, you say delusional
When you see me popping all these pills know that's what pain do
Woulda gave you everything I just asked you to stay true
Girl you were my everything
that you see sunshine (Whattup)
Every second counts and right now it be crunch time (Huh!)
Ridin' 'round in the street, strapped with the heat
You
the man separated with a kid getting back with his wife. Do it for the kid, trust me. Everything in life's a sacrifice. It's hard enough growing up then you
goodnight, cruel world, I'll see you in the mornin'
Huh? I'll see you in the mornin'
This is way too much, I need a moment
No one man should have all that
a queen b would be
Cause a good man I am he
And nothing less would I let me and my kids see.
I'm just not use to all the complaining
I'm just use
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
Did you go to Portugal to get that perfect tan?
My mother left my old man cause you asked her how she was
And the whole town wants your number cause
lives
So stop pushing drug abuse and telling all these lies
These kids idolize you and see you as a god
On the edge of their chairs watching you break
pride, Play's by my side
Just chillin, along for the ride
Now it's the capital K-i-d, this is my ID
My rhyme history on the m-i-see
Will show I know how
be that guy,
You can see it in my eyes
Everything going right
But it's only when I try
Yeah it's only when I try
Yeah it's only when I try
Said
clearer to see
You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar
Niggas could beat ya collar
But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods
You got it good, niggas can't be
agreement
We are are are
With God you go far
Grandma
Yes Alexandro
What's that grandma
You're a man of God
Listen
Listen
It's deeper than rap
Can I master
on You
But I have come to see it
Only You can make it so true
Make it so true
You say believe In Me everything is possible
You’re worth more than
swear to Dod dawg, man she's like a walkin' ATM
Except she ain't come in with drawls
I know you've been having G.O.O.D. Music withdrawls
I can not deal
reachin'
A lot of kids are poppin' Xans and sippin' lean now
A lot of rappers using Instagram to teach how
A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
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