MSG 4 GOD'S CHILDREN

'90s televisions, that raised me
Made me feel like it was gravy, I wasn't crazy
Nowadays, the kids all lazy, the pics all crazy
In the land of doing drugs and bustin' clips off safety
I be cryin' to the Lord in the times that I feel unsure
Wisdom of the scriptures, like carvin' lines in the sword
I pray we stick together like all the vines on the wall
Climbin' until we fall, and drivin' until we stall
Designer clothes got us here dyin' in every store
Buyin' and when we pour, knowin' this shit a hassle and
Money that should've been gone to ownin' bigger castles
And still we out dibble-dabblin', try to find it abroad
Livin' life in this fog, our eyes covered
With all the self-inflicted danger, we could die from it
I'm runnin' through the gangs, just tryna find some tithes from it
Eyes buggin' the times that I said it, I love it
'Cause I grew to love myself and whoever's above me
And plus, my family and my brothers who love me
This is God purpose
I know the Devil wanna scratch me off surface
But every attempt he tryin' is worthless, that boy'll never get me
Or represent me full-out and get to resent me
I'm part of Jehovah army, I know exactly who sent me
And I don't mean to sound like I'm preachin' you down
Disregard my past ways, this what I'm teachin' you now
Words that I should've been spoke, I'ma speak 'em up now
Niggas try to even my style while keepin' me down
I can tell you, so many won't find reason for livin'
Wanna be a helpin' hand, but don't know how to give it
I told 'em, fall on your knees, repent for your evil deeds
Ask God to show you, but nigga, actually seek
Mean it when you say it, don't pray it because I told you
Do it for the need of Him to show you, I'm tellin' y'all
I ain't never, ever, ever felt better, dawg
Bentley pullin' up, Bentayga, still smellin' off (Yeah)
I love my haters when they jealous, dawg (Uh)
'Cause all that I could do is flourish, dawg (Yeah)
Daystar



Credits
Writer(s): Michael F. Hernandez, Dave Hall, Daystar Peterson, Erik Lee Milteer, Barrington Wright, Patrice L. Rushen, Elias Sticken
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