Lyrics
(C-Life on the beat, boy)
I know you livin' in pain
Wake up, beginnin' it feelin' the same
In the midst of it, you sick of it
But really, sickness'd get you willin' to pray (yeah)
Lift it to Him in the middle of what you're dealin' wit'
Be willin' to give it away (yeah)
He's a healer and deliverer
Visit Him if you ever get
To feelin' a way
Finna take Christ to the block, I guess (guess)
Doin' it wit' hip-hop, I guess (guess)
Been up in the house, I confess, I'm depressed
But I'm right back outside, yes (Yes)
R.I.P. little 'cause Big Fe
Moment of silence, I just
Couldn't tell you how many times I cried
When you died, wish I could've said "Bye" then (pssh)
Man, it rains and it pours
And it's more than unfortunate, I'd say (yeah)
If dyin' at war in the storm as a warrior's my fate (yeah)
The sword is on my waist (yeah)
The glorious and victorious
Lord'd get my praise, high praise (woo)
Hallelujah (woo)
Glory, hallelujah (woo)
Ridin' for the Father
Word to Maury, I'm his shooter (yeah)
My story'd just get gorier
More you pursue it (yeah)
But Jesus paid it for me
When the court done got to rulin', amen
Pick your head up (head up)
What the reason (reason)
You know you got the Son
Even if rain creep in (yeah)
Nights like this, I wish (pssh)
The storm'd chill for the evenin'
Either way, I know it's
Only for a season
'Ventually, we gon' be up though (yeah)
I may be down
In a minute, I'd be up through (yeah)
If I hit the ground, bet I'd bounce
Then be up though (woo)
Hallelujah, God'd do it
Pick me up though (yes)
I know how that sound, let 'em clown
'Til I'm up though
Wait and what should we say
To these things since we have such hope?