Austin Joyce - Breaking The Mold Lyrics

Aye, we back
We back
Uh
Reach for the stars
Right where you are
Tighten my grip when I pick up my cross
I hit a lick when I'm winning back souls
No ice on the wrist, yet the enemy froze
Feeling like Bill, how I'm killing these ghosts
You live for the sights, while I live for the host
Ya'll chasing the high, while ya feeling so low
Keep breaking your ties, while I'm breaking the mold
Reach for the stars
Right where you are
Tighten my grip when I pick up my cross
I hit a lick when I'm winning back souls
No ice on the wrist, yet the enemy froze
Feeling like Bill, how I'm killing these ghosts
You live for the sights, while I live for the host
Ya'll chasing the high, while ya feeling so low
Keep breaking your ties, while I'm breaking the mold
Mold mold
Chase down a block on a race to the top
Feel like King James having faith in a Rock
Number one pick, y'all keep raising the stock
Deuce to my fears, I'm embracing the flop
Better call me Chris
Cause if I lose
My God win
Get ya side kicked
If ya diss
Like I'm Robin
It's a flight risk
Better watch
For the comet
Only confident
With your lips
When you comment
Better watch for the comment
That there is obnoxious
Out spitting that nonsense
Best cancel your pride
That life is toxic
Don't go pointing arrows
The road to the righteous so narrow
If they scared to do it, I tell em
Reach for the stars
Right where you are
Tighten my grip when I pick up my cross
I hit a lick when I'm winning back souls
No ice on the wrist, yet the enemy froze
Feeling like Bill, how I'm killing these ghosts
You live for the sights, while I live for the host
Ya'll chasing the high, while ya feeling so low
Keep breaking your ties, while I'm breaking the mold
Reach for the stars
Right where you are
Tighten my grip when I pick up my cross
I hit a lick when I'm winning back souls
No ice on the wrist, yet the enemy froze
Feeling like Bill, how I'm killing these ghosts
You live for the sights, while I live for the host
Ya'll chasing the high, while ya feeling so low
Keep breaking your ties, while I'm breaking the mold
Mold mold
Breaking the mold
I didn't conquer this all on my own
Putting my life down in front of the throne
Wither away like the pride of my bones
Feeling alive
I wanna give Him my life
The Author of Time
Spirit of God be my guide
Till my flesh has perished and died
Walk in light
It's only right