| Got it this time uhuh |
| No lie, I’m in a fruitful place |
| But I was here thinking about you today |
| My heart finna lose the same gon' moved away |
| Can’t wait till I return |
| Wuddup gate the church |
| For now my roots are being planted deep in the dirt |
| Dirt so I’m reminded of purpose again |
| I’d better serve you if I’m a better servant of him |
| So to all my brothers and sisters |
| No, not a day goes by that I’m not reminded I miss you |
| The city’s the only thing I’ve known |
| See the look on his face |
| When I tell my brother I’m really gone |
| Tears rolling down our face |
| Hugging like I’m never leaving but knowing I got a gift |
| And the more that I think about it, the tighter becomes the grip |
| The brother standing around is the love this feeling astounding |
| Too many names to mention but you’re the reason I’m grounded yea |
| And I know it’s strange |
| But I know His aim’s |
| To glorify His holy name as I go through these growing pains |
| Man, leaving St. Louis has been |
| One of the most difficult things I’ve had to do To leave the city I love |
| The people I love |
| But I gotta follow the god I love |
| Goodbye |
| Ever had to say that to everything you know |
| Cause in your spirit you’re feeling the lord telling you go go woah |
| Smell it? |
| Fear seeping through my pores second guessing he said it Send me a sign |
| Is it your voice? |
| I really can’t tell |
| Is it my connection? |
| My signal keeps sending me fail |
| Failure yea led by the spirit into to the wilderness he painted on me You ain’t hearing |
| Tears coming down my wifey’s eyes |
| We got no friends and I’m |
| Feeling like nothing I can do to dry those cries |
| Got it all wrong this time |
| Feeling so tired |
| Feeling like why I’m following you? |
| She’s following me What we gonna do? |
| What’s it gonna be? |
| She done left all of her family |
| And she’s fighting although she’s hurting |
| I know that you’re truly with us Spirit is truly working producing something within us yea |
| No this ain’t strange 'cause I know your aim’s |
| To glorify your holy name as we go through these growing pains |
| For me my wife and my family to be stripped away from everything we’ve known |
| It’s been hard |
| But we’re testaments to the fact that god brings growth |
| Through our pains |