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As long as I'm breathing
I've got a reason to praise, praise
Praise, praise
Praise, praise
Praise, praise
Ay, let me move, I'm offending you
Hallelu-, I hope you disapprove, you can diss it too
I don't look like what I traveled through
Homie, where were you?
When they pulled .22s and bullets flew, barely missin' you
Mama said that that prayer was bulletproof
I turned 22, we was praising God in our tennis shoes
My sisters' 20 dudes, in they twenties too
Yeah, it's a move
Satan had a plan, didn't work out how he intended to
Jesus take the wheel, must've had His hands at ten and two
Wait (praise)
Cars flipping roofs, you walked out with no bruise, ooh (praise)
You confused who to give the credit to
Lover of my soul, always be looking for something that's greater
Even when telling you no to your prayer, that mean you'll be thanking Him later
Was desperate for a woman I could get back home
Had three exes in a row like it's tic-tac-toe
Would've had a pocket full of pills, sound like tic-tacs though
And it gripped my soul
Forever homie
I've got a reason to praise, praise
Praise, praise
I've got a reason to praise, praise
Praise, praise
Well, wait
If He got up, it's up (wait)
He got up, it's up (it's up)
This not Buddha, Allah, Krishna, Joseph such and such
If He got up, it's up (well)
He got up, it's up (it's stuck)
Corinthians, I move in love, I can't be puffing up (I move in love)
I ain't got nothing to say to the devil, I let God rough him up (I do)
Ten thousand legions at His right hand, let's see who running up (who running up)
Hand me that passage in the Talmud, I feel like cutting up
Man, the only time I sip, it's bread and wine if I be pouring up
He got me out that pit, now I'm on stage, I told 'em "Open up"
She saw it say, "Rob Hell" up on my tee, that's how they know it's us (they do)
KB, they done got the wrong two, they think fear controlling us (woo!)
Don't make this deep, yeah, we gon' eat
It's obtained, daily bread for me, all my carbs peak, energy
And I know we hymn, hymn, hymn, hymn, that's why we sing
Said I know we hem, hem, hem, hem, check the seams
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
The anointing on me
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
The anointing on me
Check the seams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The anointing on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The anointing on me