Elige una pista para reproducir
Tired of the content, tryna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, tryna be
If I'm honest
I'm tired of the nonsense, content, rat race, cat chase
For the whole kitten and caboodle, trying to match pace
Feeling like, pfff man, you blew it, you in last place
Now you say you really wanna do it, but you mad late
Don't be mad, Nate
Mad, wait
Whatchu doing this for?
You were 16 writing, it was you and the Lord
Said you do it for His glory, that's the truest reward
Don't get caught up in that vanity when you hit record
Or while struggling when budgeting what you can afford
Hoping that these metrics will make checks
Should be praying that the message will make sense
to these dark hearts that been kept in enslavement
Tired of the content, tryna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, tryna be
My shoes never wore in the wilderness
Never lacked water, never lacked bread
Never went thirsty, always stayed fed
Rain and the sunshine over my head
Your goodness and mercy
Followed me and never did desert me
Following the hallowed and worthy
How I been loved, though I never been deserving?
Yeah, I just want to know you in the quiet place
Feel the warmth of your love like a fireplace
The clamor of a crowd is a wild chase
Rather seek the Father where He's found
My Messiah's face
In the wilderness, or on the cold shore
In your closet with your knees on the exposed floor
Where it's who you know and never what you're known for
And only you and heaven know the glory of a closed door
Tired of the content, tryna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, I wanna be content
Tired of the content, tryna be