| Yuh… for real
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| This faith walk ain’t no cake walk breh
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| Strap up
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| It’s a war zone out here mane
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| Shots fired! |
| You dig?
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| We ridin'! |
| Mob up!
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| Yo, ay, ay
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| I’ma count it joy till I cash in
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| Because you found ya boy in that trash bin
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| Where they bang the block and let the banger pop
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| And that thing so hot it make glass bend
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| I’m diving deep when I splash in
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| You in the driver’s seat I’m latched in
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| My college street kno-knowledge deep
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| I got a scholarshiip — Pac 10
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| But I’m wrapped in eternal passion
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| You took the wrath of sin up on Calvary
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| So I go hard for these souls marred
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| And ain’t trippin off of my salary
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| This galaxy is Yo palace we
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| Try to challenge You but that’s a fallacy
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| We take part in sin because the darkened hearts of men
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| Are hardenin' like a callous be
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| But when You part the winds and time starts to bend
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| The trumpets blow and then the harps’ll blend
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| You’ll round us up and then You’ll march us in
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| Everybody gone be shaking like parkinson’s
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| It’s a dirty fight but my jury’s right
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| Cuz my verdict’s Christ so I’m servin' life
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| I’m killing flesh and I’ll murder mics
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| I’ll rep the word of life 'til I’m murdered -- twice
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| Hey Sev bruh, you ain’t never lied man
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| This faith walk ain’t no cake walk
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| It’s the hardest thing you gone do in your life
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| Anybody can act a fool
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| But can you be a real man and walk in love. |
| huh?
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| If it’s love then it’s actions’ll back it up
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| And ain’t no givin' up no packin' up
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| Cuz there’s still days that I get to actin' up
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| But then I… repent and head back to love
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| Back to love, right back to Christ
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| Get cleansed in the blood brought back to life
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| Cuz this walk is gone come with some sacrifice
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| And there’s still days I still feel like I’m shackin' dice
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| All shook up a little something like Presley
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| And money cars and clothes man that stuff don’t impress me
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| The devil’ll use that to Snipe ya like Wesley
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| But it was His love that God used to arrest me
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| Now I’m all in…
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| L’s up
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| I got my boots on the ground wakin' hell up
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| Runnin' with the only one that won’t fail ya
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| Just mention His name and He’ll open that cell up
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| Yeshua, Yehoshua, Yahweh
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| He’s the one that gives ya rest after a hard day
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| Bout whuteva, whereva wheneva my God say
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| Rollin' with the trinity 3 the hard way
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| And when the cards played -- royal flush
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| Runnin' with the King of Hearts no destroying us
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| Matt:28 great commission when deploying us
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| And we 'bout to trample on anything that’s poisonous
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva
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| You’ll never forsake me so it’s You I’m doubtin' never
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| When it comes to You I’m bout whuteva Lord
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| I’m bout whuteva Lord |