Majestic

Whoa ohhh
Yeah
Majestic is the way you glow
I'm the evidence you saved a soul, oh
Yuh
Aye

I slide through in a fly coupe
Giving sunlight through the sky roof
He preserves me like some dry fruit
4eva MOBN I'm die proof
My status glows
I ain't rappin for the bag or ratchet hoes
Just trying to bring my master massive souls
Before my casket close
I'm a heathen changed by Jesus name
He's the flame and we all lit
There's dopamine in that HOG spit
When my jaw flip it's like raw whip
I'm saved satan I ain't never soft
He' a playmaker he never lost
Jehovah took my fate bretha
Mayweather ain't got a better cross
Gangland I was west bred
Thought I'd rep red til my death bed
Let faith in now I hate sin
Tell satan he can catch lead for real
Huh, yet some flexin' on my ex
Cuz his excellence be exiting my stress
On everything
Hands up let em hang high in that dang sky
And give worship
By his purpose we've been purchased
He is perfect
Broke the curse to cloak the earth
I'm mo' than certain He deserves it
And the world is so perverted
But for His church He still endures it
That's really love

Majestic is the way you glow
I am the evidence you saved a soul
You are the author and the finisher of my faith
That's why I worship and adore
You are everything I want and more
Gonna praise you right now I ain't gotta wait for Sunday

Yeah the evidence of your residence inside of me is my rivalries
And that hate that I feel for the man that killed my brother
Inside done died to me
I was a wicked wretch with the sickest threats
And the biggest techs my hood had
Now I'm a child of God I lead a squad
And we all know that we got a good dad
They say the hood bad but I love it
And we all need a little TLC
But we ain't chasin' no waterfalls
Cuz we ain't living no fantasy
I'd rather be under a canopy
Somewhere kicked back with my feet up
But instead I'm on this black top
In the game and I'm tearing my cleats up
I'm a soul winnin' sojurner
And there's no winnin' when there's no learners
To teach you they could seek truth
And they could handle problems with no burners
Hands up don't shoot
Talking out a gum scoot
Brothas you was made for more than a fade
Or dying for dumb blue
Ain't a price that's high enough
That's worth your life endin'
And I'm trying to tell you about
The majestic one from the beginnin
So sinnin' nah I'm done with that
Ain't nothing good gon' come from that
So give your life to Christ
And He gon' put you on game like a rumble pack

Majestic is the way you glow
I am the evidence you saved a soul
You are the author and the finisher of my faith
That's why I worship and adore
You are everything I want and more
Gonna praise you right now I ain't gotta wait for Sunday



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Marques E Adams
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