Letras
Beat so cold, man it's polar
Thumbing through the Word like a folder
No ice, but the heart getting colder
No ice on my neck, low roller
Loader
Soldier
Word is a weapon, no holder
Satan too slick, non-polar
Kill the sin, John Wick, let it smolder
Woah
I affirm that I'm worried 'bout your soul
No needle, got the seed, gotta sow
You gon' need Him when He's setting you low
Stop being some antique, you made not old
Preaching to myself when you hearing me scold
The sin in my life, and it grow like mold
Gotta kill that quick 'cus He's coming back soon like
Time is up
Getting better for His glory man I'm rhyming up
Can't be telling Him stories 'cus He made me
I'm only 3 years old, still a baby, in the faith we, hold
Don't need the fame, no
Don't need the shame, no
Live it by faith, go
Go get it
No football, but I be on the lines with it
Spitting out that heat with the fire in it
Sin got deceit, I ain't vibing with it
Can't take a back seat, I ain't fine with it
The way that it is
Matthew 18 don't mess with His kids
Woe to the stumbling blocks and the rich
Foot causing me to stumble, so I'm walking with a limp now
I've read the Scriptures, and I've seen the verses
I've seen the dead man, and I've seen the hearses
All of that knowledge and I'm counting worthless
If it don't make me live with a purpose
Said it before, but sin gonna murk us
They clowning on God, but they look like a circus
But keep crying out 'cus I promise He's heard us
One day we'll see Him and hold Him
Beat so cold, man it's polar
Thumbing through the Word like a folder
No ice, but the heart getting colder
No ice on my neck, low roller
Loader
Soldier
Word is a weapon, no holder
Satan too slick, non-polar
Kill the sin, John Wick, let it smolder
Let's go let's get it Ryan
Yeah, I was dead in sin now I'm breathing