Tobolos - True Love (feat. Moyosola Olowokure) Lyrics

There was woman who had a baby bump
And she was stumped, cuz she never romped
But that faith test, she never flunked
Put to bed, and a king, he then become
Six years short of 2000 years later, another dude was born
He was not no saviour
He was an agitator
He was a masturbator
He was an abdicator and an avid hater
If I was God, I ought to hate him
If I was God, I'd have gave him an ultimatum
Yet he stayed in the six like two dubs
Covered by the blood, like he was a blue scrub
True love, true love, true love
True love, true love, true love
Usually it be based on what you does
And if it ain't, well that's probably the proof of
True love
That's why everytime I wake
I pray 'God, thank you for your grace
Cuz I deserve nothing but disgrace
When I keep on fronting in your face
I have two fathers who are in heaven
They both gon cringe when they count my transgressions
But my number, must be number seven
Cuz in Christ, I'm the essence of perfection
So I keep my head up even with no possession
My assist, comes from the cross like David Beckham
Doesn't mean I'll be rich, doesn't mean I won't trip
Doesn't mean I'll have hits, doesn't mean I won't dip
Doesn't mean I'm special or won't suffer bad things
Valar Morghulis, you know what that means
But when I lapse and do a bad deed
At the very least I'll have a reprieve
It means anytime that I get on my knees
My Heavenly Father will listen to me
And if I want to see my daddy when I cease to be
All I need, is simply to believe
And that's True love, true love, true love
True love, true love, true love
Usually it be based on what you does
And if it ain't, well that's probably the proof of
True love, True love, True love
True love, true love, true love
Usually it be based on what you does
And if it ain't, well that's probably the proof of
True love
He is the love that leaves the good for greater
Loses the now for later
He is the love we are always looking for
And the next side hustle, and the next open door
Jesus is all bread, all life
All liberty from the worship of types and shadows
He is unseen yet bigger than our flaws
Bigger than the scores we try to keep
Inconsistencies we try to sweep under
The rugged cross calls us 'pure
And it's hard to fight the allure of earning
Of deserving divinity
But in a world that's guilty of always charging us a fee
True love loves us, and He loves us for free