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I'm finna crash out
They want the old me
I liked him better when he wasn't afraid to expose thee
Bet, careful what you been wishing for
What they idolize riches for
Everybody want real music
So what you listen to them witches for
Why do you do that
Which one of them are witches
All of em
And every time that we singing the lyrics we don't even know that we calling em
Entertaining the devil giving him our devotion
Whenever you sing it with all that emotion might as well mix the potion
Witch, craft
Forgive me
It's funny that when I'm not talking crazy they don't hear me
It don't matter I'm still go aim
Persecution come with the game
I'd rather that than be in them flames
Everyday I'm go lift his name
Jesus Christ
But I gotta put my kids away
Can't even watch a movie they want my kids gay
Tryna gaslight me into thinking it's all well
When it's obvious that it's all a spell
Just to send everybody to hell
But it don't matter what I say
Cause every time I show em the way
Everybody got something to say
Everybody got
Everybody got
Everybody got something to say
Everybody got
Everybody got
Everybody got something to say
Something to say when I say what it is
Everybody got something to say when I bring up sins
That ain't the way that you save a soul
That ain't the way that you bring us home
All that be doing is hurting people
Well find a doctor I'm serving Jesus
It's worth my reason
They cringe when I say that name but I don't
Ima be happy to see him but they go be mad he came
They go be sad and shamed
He told me Its go be weeping and gnashing of teeth
Too hard to breath to tackle the heat
Its never go leave it only repeats
I got the receipts