I'm pleasing God, I'm not pleasing man
When they look at me they don't understand
Died just for me, I'm worth a hundred grand
This pain your going through is part of the plan
Called an outcast but I didn't run
They look at me I look to the son
How much you put in? I said one hundred and one
Grind everyday no it ain't for fun
Ain't dummin it we up in it
God is running this
What's the sum of this
Jesus in all of it
Yeah Jesus in all of it
Ain't talking no counterfeit
The game got y'all tricked up
But I never switched up
Everybody dissed but the Lord stayed with us
Yeah the Lord be with us
He got all of my trust
Never in a slump
(Nah)
And we got the bump
(Bump)
Bounce like double dutch
(Bounce)
I don't need a crutch
(Nope)
Coming in clutch
(Swish)
And we got the love
(Love)
Yeah the loves enough
(Mm)
And we far from done
(Yuh)
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the nigh
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the night
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
Hopped in the game
For fam i bust
In out stuff
Like you was just hit like bus
Driving on the flow
Spittin on the low
For my people
In the rummage
Who just gotta know
You jumped off the boat
For relationship
Now you feelin broken
Thoughts of what you did
Buzzing round your brain
You thought this is it
That's what you said to the last person
Then you lost it all
So the next person
Then you gave it all
You hate that person
Buildin walls all around yourself
Feeling so depressed
That bad for your health
Suicidal thoughts
You wanna kill yourself
But that ain't a option
You gotta call to God
Cry out for help
He was always there
But you too prideful
To ask for his help
Now here he is
What a loving father
Fam he died for you
What more could he do
And you're still in
Your room sulking by yourself
BORNCHOSEN - UNTITLED Lyrics
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I'm pleasing God, I'm not pleasing man
When they look at me they don't understand
Died just for me, I'm worth a hundred grand
This pain your going through is part of the plan
Called an outcast but I didn't run
They look at me I look to the son
How much you put in? I said one hundred and one
Grind everyday no it ain't for fun
Ain't dummin it we up in it
God is running this
What's the sum of this
Jesus in all of it
Yeah Jesus in all of it
Ain't talking no counterfeit
The game got y'all tricked up
But I never switched up
Everybody dissed but the Lord stayed with us
Yeah the Lord be with us
He got all of my trust
Never in a slump
(Nah)
And we got the bump
(Bump)
Bounce like double dutch
(Bounce)
I don't need a crutch
(Nope)
Coming in clutch
(Swish)
And we got the love
(Love)
Yeah the loves enough
(Mm)
And we far from done
(Yuh)
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the nigh
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the night
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
Hopped in the game
For fam i bust
In out stuff
Like you was just hit like bus
Driving on the flow
Spittin on the low
For my people
In the rummage
Who just gotta know
You jumped off the boat
For relationship
Now you feelin broken
Thoughts of what you did
Buzzing round your brain
You thought this is it
That's what you said to the last person
Then you lost it all
So the next person
Then you gave it all
You hate that person
Buildin walls all around yourself
Feeling so depressed
That bad for your health
Suicidal thoughts
You wanna kill yourself
But that ain't a option
You gotta call to God
Cry out for help
He was always there
But you too prideful
To ask for his help
Now here he is
What a loving father
Fam he died for you
What more could he do
And you're still in
Your room sulking by yourself
When they look at me they don't understand
Died just for me, I'm worth a hundred grand
This pain your going through is part of the plan
Called an outcast but I didn't run
They look at me I look to the son
How much you put in? I said one hundred and one
Grind everyday no it ain't for fun
Ain't dummin it we up in it
God is running this
What's the sum of this
Jesus in all of it
Yeah Jesus in all of it
Ain't talking no counterfeit
The game got y'all tricked up
But I never switched up
Everybody dissed but the Lord stayed with us
Yeah the Lord be with us
He got all of my trust
Never in a slump
(Nah)
And we got the bump
(Bump)
Bounce like double dutch
(Bounce)
I don't need a crutch
(Nope)
Coming in clutch
(Swish)
And we got the love
(Love)
Yeah the loves enough
(Mm)
And we far from done
(Yuh)
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the nigh
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
I just praise Him for that sunlight, sunlight
On the mountain top it so bright, so bright
Got the gleam shining through the night, through the night
Got the word and now I'm gaining height, gaining
Height
Hopped in the game
For fam i bust
In out stuff
Like you was just hit like bus
Driving on the flow
Spittin on the low
For my people
In the rummage
Who just gotta know
You jumped off the boat
For relationship
Now you feelin broken
Thoughts of what you did
Buzzing round your brain
You thought this is it
That's what you said to the last person
Then you lost it all
So the next person
Then you gave it all
You hate that person
Buildin walls all around yourself
Feeling so depressed
That bad for your health
Suicidal thoughts
You wanna kill yourself
But that ain't a option
You gotta call to God
Cry out for help
He was always there
But you too prideful
To ask for his help
Now here he is
What a loving father
Fam he died for you
What more could he do
And you're still in
Your room sulking by yourself
Writer: Ethan Knuth, Luke Coltson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid