They tryna find out where I stay
They tryna find out why I pray
They tryna cancel out my faith
Inside my prayer, I put em in place
Running to Jesus, it's a race
Without my Lord, I don't got no faith
Without the Spirit, I been out of place
I been a trapper baby since the days
I was in bondage, I was in a cage
Yeah, my momma been working hard
Yeah, my momma really been praying
Couldn't let momma see me as a fiend
I really needed Jesus in my life
What am I doing, I know it ain right
Gotta thank God I kicked down the Sprite
I really been tryna speak about this for a while now, maybe some won't get it
But it's calm
But it's calm
Big Bag
Big Bands
Big Rack
Big Cash
I don't care
Miss that
Big whip
Leave that
Big Christ
Need that
I don't really need the world's feedback