| If God, came to you
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| And asked you, «Will you give me your all?»
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| Would you say yes?
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| Lord I’m all yours, forgive me for all flaws
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| There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many
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| There’s so many, there’s so many, I’ve been disobeyin yo' laws
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| I’ve been livin life how I felt, I’ve been sayin yes when I want
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| I’ve been dippin into temptation, it was that fool’s gold that I’d flaunt
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| It was them devil riches I seeked, it was all of your jewels that I lost
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| Lord I wanna take this time to thank you, even when I started drivin off course
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| You ain’t let me crash into that wall, feel like I was never drivin at all
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| I felt yo' hands all on that wheel, heard yo' voice in every dope deal
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| Saw yo' light in every dark thought, I was out here ignorin your will
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| I left yo' side but you ain’t leave mine, how many times I said «It's the last time»?
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| Lord I just gotta get off this last time, I’m a get a job, save every last dime
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| I lied to my God, life is so hard, one of my most used excuses
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| For me to just, hold tools and live ruthless, buyin that ProTools was just
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| useless
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| Dust collectin, wait a fuckin second, I just cussed cause check it,
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| even though I’m rappin
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| Lot of blessings happen, it feel like I’m slappin even more than before,
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| am I disrespectin
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| When I’m spittin this message every time I can? |
| Will my fans accept it?
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| Should I even care?
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| Still second guessin when I know what’s first, I’m a miss this blessin,
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| man I’m just confessin
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| Yeah I’m out the hood but e’rything ain’t good (e'rything ain’t good,
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| but e’rything ain’t good)
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| There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many
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| There’s so many things that I could
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| Be out here doin and knowin that I should and if it’s not gettin done,
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| I’m addin more wood
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| To the fire I’m a burn in later, when I turn the savior gon' be standin there
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| like «You would
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| Be in my kingdom, but I was singin, and your ears was ringin, you would feel
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| that tinglin
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| Kinda scratch it off, and continue minglin in a party drinkin, all that unclean
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| thinkin
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| While they blastin off, your new record felt good now, didn’t it?
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| You was on fire, now it’s infinite»
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| Man I’m gettin scared as I’m writin this, but I’m quiet in the flame as I’m
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| spittin it
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| See this is my deliverance, for the first time I ain’t only talkin, I’m livin it
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| No more layin down with women just lustin disgusting, trust me my faith is
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| unlimited
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| No more postin and pivotin on blocks like I’m gettin it, countin dividends
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| Work up in the Timberlands, servin 'em like Wimbleton, hurtin my community
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| worse, every person I distributed
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| I attributed to they spirit givin in, so every time they sin again that’s
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| another strike for me
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| Can’t believe that kind of livin was aight with me, man FUCK my life,
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| they say life’s a B
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| Guess I was fuckin her too, no surprise to me, since I was handin out pipe for
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| free
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| 5-foot-3, nice physique, hop up in the ride with me and lean back in the
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| driver’s seat
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| Every night with a stranger, but look how I changed up, I’m chillin on the road,
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| got my wife with me
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| And my boobie’s smooth while all the groupies drooled, she just smilin and
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| enjoyin this life with me
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| But see lyin to God has only lied to me, so Lord, them dopeboys still tied to me
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| I ain’t buyin ki’s but they’ll die for me and I’ll die for them,
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| that feels right to me
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| If I’m wrong keep your scrawnies and fight for me, I got a little bit of Christ
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| in me
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| But I ain’t perfect, I feel that worship for your word as it grows inside of me
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| But I feel guilty cause though I feel it I don’t fully embrace it,
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| man I just conceal it
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| 'Til we all alone and then my knees get filthy as I drop before you like «Lord,
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| you feel me?
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| You must think I’m silly, even I don’t feel me, «feel like I’m actin while my
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| conscience filming
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| Feel like my soul is sayin «Joell, really?"Feel like my soul is sayin «Joell,
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| really?!»
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| There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many
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| Things I gotta fix for any of your joy really fulfills me
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| Forgive me Lord, man
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| Say yes, ohhhhh
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| Say yes, say yes
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| Say yes, ohhhhh |