To The Grave

Woke up feeling real ill
God got the cure so I'm praying for the pill
I spit gospel but I'm feeling hostile
These boys got beef so they brought it to the hospital
Then the court house the very next day
No huddle dawg they done ran the same play
They need to audible
But they want to fake hut
They got a bad coach so they pulled a stunt
I'm a Saint but I called them bounty hunters
The Lord said chill kick it like a punter
Holy Ghost filled
Drop to my knees so the Lord could reveal
Temptations trials and tribulations
They all come dawg give them nothing
Thank God for the Word
Treat drama like scraps
Leave them for the birds

Wanna learn a man's heart
Stare at his treasure you'll see his heart
Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips
Pull a man's card he'll get right
They ain't got nothing on me
I done lost it all and got more back
The world can't take from me
Its YKF to the grave homie

My big dog said you better go buy a stick
Let them bullets play fetch tell them catch this
Demons in my head now
I want people dead
That ain't Spirit led now
What to do God I really need a clue
Lies all around me I need something true
I went to church and the Lord said be still
Your ice ain't the only thing that should chill
Eyes open
Now I'm feeling focused
Pharaoh still lying
So we bought to spend the locus
Let my people go
You moving too slow
We got the Bible it's the staff to split the river flow
Saints Unbelievers
Catch the Word like a pass wide receivers
Change starts in the mind
We got to move forward
You can't rewind time

Wanna learn a man's heart
Stare at his treasure you'll see his heart
Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips
Pull a man's card he'll get right
They ain't got nothing on me
I done lost it all and got more back
The world can't take from me
Its YKF to the grave homie

Ok
Let's be real
Something got to die and I know what to kill
My will
My lust
My pride
My flesh is compromised
So Lord now I ask that you change my heart
Remove all these stones giving me a fresh start
Giving me the strength to obey Your will
It doesn't matter what I think
It doesn't matter how I feel
It's about following Christ
Mirror Him and believe it's right
I'm praying for my friends
And I'm praying for my enemies
I'm giving all this love cause the Lord has forgiven me
To whom much is given much is required
So with all these blessings given know your love is desired
If you feel what I'm saying get them hands up
When you hear the beat drop let them hands rock

Wanna learn a man's heart
Stare at his treasure you'll see his heart
Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips
Pull a man's card he'll get right
They ain't got nothing on me
I done lost it all and got more back
The world can't take from me
Its YKF to the grave homie



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Writer(s): Le'serone Smith
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