I Cannot Serve No Idol

I heard that

Too many intros, uh, too many all that

I just wanna rap for real, and speak my truth

At the end of the day, aha, yo

I heard they buggin' out, it's cool I might stay right home

I don't compete with the bros, I want them to win, I need them to won

Thankin' my Lord and my Savior, ain't no incentive, ain't gettin' no bonus

I cannot serve no idol, if you ain't Christ, I won't even notice

She met me up in the trap, but now I start G-O-D, y'all like it's Pat

I gotta check myself with the bars like that, and I'm sorry, it's facts

I cannot be Mr. Perfect, hurt you with truth before I tell a lie

Whatever, whatever, you're serving 'em, hard or cool, we'll see when we die

I got a lot on my chest, it's too much rage, I shake when I cry

I put Christ first, the spirit is willing, the flesh is weak

Coulda took, but I didn't, it's straight, the fruits of the spirit, I'm sorry, it's me

Rebukin' a demon, I pray to my Lord, yeah, He's shakin' 'em off, off, off

I'm servin' the lamb, blood on his wrist, coverin' my sins like a gulf

He get a breath of life, I'm takin' it in, it's not with a huff

I don't do subtle shade, I said what I felt, you do a little cough, cough, cough

I heard they buggin' out, it's cool I might stay right home

I don't compete with the bros, I want them to win, I need them to won

Thankin' my Lord and my Savior, ain't no incentive, ain't gettin' no bonus

I cannot serve no idol, if you ain't Christ, I won't even notice

She met me up in the trap, but now I start G-O-D, y'all like it's Pat

I gotta check myself with the bars like that, and I'm sorry, it's facts

I cannot be Mr. Perfect, hurt you with truth before I tell a lie

Whatever, whatever, you're serving 'em, hard or cool, we'll see when we die

Yeah, yeah

Aha, aha, aha (aha, aha, aha)