Letras
I'm feelin' so far away God where do you be lurkin
Tryna stop feedin' my flesh but I keep feedin' these serpents
I wanna get to the gates want you to thank me for my service
Ain't tryna go to the fiery lake want you to thank me for my service
P-puttin' my sin in some hearses gotta open the word ain't ready to die
I'm tryna be done with the curses gotta put it away I'm ready to fly
Soarin' up just like a seagull all of this sin is illegal
Inner me is like a dog that really mean I'm a beagle
Me and my brothers in Christ like the Beatles
Lord fill up my cup I'm talkin' a liter
Your guidin' my steps cuz you is the leader
I'm tryin' my best I'm just tryna be you
Tryna be your disciple like Simon or Peter
With Child like Faith like I am fetus
Yeah I got stripes like I'm talkin' a zebra
The devil a liar yeah he the deceiver
I got that cross right up on my neck
It's filled up with diamonds know that it's shinin
But that cross on my back been hittin' the deck
My burdens be heavy n-no I ain't lyin
And n-no givin' up I can't resign
Christ already paid the fee he paid the fine
But Christ He can return at any time
He already showing the signs
I'm feelin' so far away God where do you be lurkin
Tryna stop feedin' my flesh but I keep feedin' these serpents
I wanna get to the gates want you to thank me for my service
Ain't tryna go to the fiery lake want you to thank me for my service
P-puttin' my sin in some hearses gotta open the word ain't ready to die
I'm tryna be done with the curses gotta put it away I'm ready to fly
Soarin' up just like a seagull all of this sin is illegal
Inner me is like a dog that really mean I'm a beagle
Bible my blicky my hands gettin' sticky
I'm bringin' the heat in the cooler (cooler)
Time really tickin' my flesh really trippin yeah I'm pullin' off on a scooter (scooter)
Slide to the ranges be poppin' at demon they already know I'm a shooter (shooter)
Been fightin' desires a whole lotta lust
And no I ain't talkin' bout hooters (hooters)
Learnin' lessons from the teacher (teach)
Jesus really the tutor (tutor)
Jesus really be preachin' (preach)
Lately I've been a fool yeah
Desirin' heavenly riches (riches)
And no I ain't talkin' bout moolah (moolah)
Satan he the polluter (looter)
Raidin ' my mind like a looter (looter)
This journey ain't easy
Like I be runnin' and runnin' and runnin' the race
Running with Abba setting a pace
Follow his steps won't get out of place
I know it ain't breezy
Hate when I'm runnin' and runnin' and runnin' away
Covered in blood I'm fightin' a case
JC the King there's no other way
I'm feelin' so far away God where do you be lurkin
Tryna stop feedin' my flesh but I keep feedin' these serpents
I wanna get to the gates want you to thank me for my service
Ain't tryna go to the fiery lake want you to thank me for my service
P-puttin' my sin in some hearses gotta open the word ain't ready to die
I'm tryna be done with the curses gotta put it away I'm ready to fly
Soarin' up just like a seagull all of this sin is illegal
Inner me is like a dog that really mean I'm a beagle