Yahweh

Fought it and I beat it now I'm right back
Everything I lost it tryna to fight back
Searching for my calling like a lost bag
Chain around my neck just like a dog tag
All up in the Beamer got me racing
Me and the d'evils were adjacent
Thankful he's the giver of another chance
I just wish me and Grandma had another dance
I probably would have held on longer
If it don't kill me then it gotta make me stronger
Momma say I gotta pray harder
But I was tryna make my money longer
I remember running through them hallways
Them touchdown three point baseball days
Looking at my daughters in an awe dazed
Noticing that Heaven ain't to far away

I been doing it my way
I done slipped up been taking trips up the highway
Seeking peace trying to fly away
But I won't find peace until I look up to Yahweh

Take it to the house up in the fast lane
Put God first and look at how the bag came
All around the world screaming Yahweh
While everybody else screaming my last name
Don't get it twisted I'm just grateful cause he using me
And truly thankful cause I ain't the kid I used to be
Grew up in New Orleans and I'm true indeed
And I'm just getting ready like i'm Jubilee

And yeah I woke up like that
So I'm just putting on like that
Put the city on my back

But I ain't gotta talk about that
What's understood ain't really gotta be explained
I'm just really happy that you came
It's lit and we only going up
As the church folk go insane

I been doing it my way
I done slipped up been taking trips up the highway
Seeking peace trying to fly away
But I won't find peace until I look up to Yahweh

Running over
Chasing quotas
Viking like I'm Cousins up in Minnesota
Hustling like I'm Pesci maybe Ray Liotta
But I just wanna take my daughters out to Bora Bora
My circle got smaller
Heart got bigger
Post traumatic got me stressing drinking all the liquor
My wife questioning I wish that she could see it clearer
But I'm fighting the reflection seen up in the mirror
And my cousin just touched down
Tryna stay clean even thought it's tough now
Wish I had a cool million I can give to him
So he ain't in the jungle looking for a buss down
I bought the bus round and told em run it
I can't really keep it nothing but a hunnit
Thought I really reached my mountain like a summit
Worried about the battle but the Lord already won it
So I can be still
Destroy and rebuild
Yeah we got a sweet deal
I just pray that we will
Never be hateful
Gotta be faithful
Never chase pesos
Lose your seat up at the table
Yeah

I been doing it my way
I done slipped up been taking trips up the highway
Seeking peace trying to fly away
But I won't find peace until I look up to Yahweh
I been doing it my way
I done slipped up been taking trips up the highway
Seeking peace trying to fly away
But I won't find peace until I look up to Yahweh



Credits
Writer(s): Lorne Schofield
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