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P.U.S.H Video (MV)




Performed By: Meshach
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Malachi Henry III




Meshach - P.U.S.H Lyrics




Yea yea
So young, still got a lotta say though right
Meshach you got it, sign em
Right, right right, right
Haters be quiet, silence
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm on the road and I'm ripping it
Y'all know who this is
I'm the kid just like Usher who ain't got no limits man
Heaven sent in my element
Speech is excellent
Making hits how my time is spent
Never ride the fence, No

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct,
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no faking
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that

You gone call me something call me Dora the Explorer
Boots with me and I'm ready for travel
Got the armor on me and I'm ready for battle
We ready Pastor Troy Atlanta
This my occupation but my heart ain't vacant got a reservation for the Lord to reside
Humble home keep a sober dome cuz He said in the Word He resists the proud
We don't care what you say ain't no more playing GA
GA stands for God's Assembly
Singing praise got choirs with me
Singing like Denzel and Whitney
Every preacher need a wife
Man I've been running for so long
Lord help me make the finish line
That's right

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no fakin
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that

No apologies from this prodigy
I'm prayed and I ought to be
My feet up on that ottoman I'm free from sin God pardoned me
Had a guilty conscience was a prima donna sipping out the bottle
Til he saved my soul
Wicked man with some filthy hands then He healed my land
And He made he whole
That's why I'm always pushing forward cuz my future's bright
And my steps are ordered oh boy
Special delivery blood of Jesus signed sealed and delivered me
I am for real I don't pretend to be
Keep it turned up case you ain't hearing me
Showing love that's to all of my enemies
God's the plug you can't shut off my energy no

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct,
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no fakin
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that
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Yea yea
So young, still got a lotta say though right
Meshach you got it, sign em
Right, right right, right
Haters be quiet, silence
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm on the road and I'm ripping it
Y'all know who this is
I'm the kid just like Usher who ain't got no limits man
Heaven sent in my element
Speech is excellent
Making hits how my time is spent
Never ride the fence, No

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct,
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no faking
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that

You gone call me something call me Dora the Explorer
Boots with me and I'm ready for travel
Got the armor on me and I'm ready for battle
We ready Pastor Troy Atlanta
This my occupation but my heart ain't vacant got a reservation for the Lord to reside
Humble home keep a sober dome cuz He said in the Word He resists the proud
We don't care what you say ain't no more playing GA
GA stands for God's Assembly
Singing praise got choirs with me
Singing like Denzel and Whitney
Every preacher need a wife
Man I've been running for so long
Lord help me make the finish line
That's right

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no fakin
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that

No apologies from this prodigy
I'm prayed and I ought to be
My feet up on that ottoman I'm free from sin God pardoned me
Had a guilty conscience was a prima donna sipping out the bottle
Til he saved my soul
Wicked man with some filthy hands then He healed my land
And He made he whole
That's why I'm always pushing forward cuz my future's bright
And my steps are ordered oh boy
Special delivery blood of Jesus signed sealed and delivered me
I am for real I don't pretend to be
Keep it turned up case you ain't hearing me
Showing love that's to all of my enemies
God's the plug you can't shut off my energy no

People count you out but you gone have to prove em wrong
You don't come at me correct,
You won't be round me for long
All you gotta do is Push
Pray until something happens
While you waiting on the Lord
Gotta keep your faith in action yeah
Keep it moving never ever stop it
Gotta keep on grinding until you reach the top
But even when you make it keep it real no fakin
Always stay one hundred this race was meant for running know that
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Writer: Malachi Henry III
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