In His Hands
They say i look like Russ
And sound like Drake
Tell the trolls calm down
Stop the hate
We ain't the same i am my own
Check the record i write all my songs
Put my life in my music
No exaggeration
Put my soul in my songs
Pure dedication
Lately i got more on my plate
Than ever before
No more air mattress on the floor
Instead i'm buying bassinets for my
Little girl
Speaking of her mom and i got into it
I really don't wanna go into it
Long story short our relationship
She might wanna put a end to it
(Damn)
Now the thought of losing her
Makes me wanna kill myself
But i can't to much to live for now
No matter what happens can't stop
Gotta make my daughter proud
And myself too
When you think that you can't
Just know he can
We made in his image
And walk on his land
I've been going thru my struggles
Doing the best i can
Somebody send some
Prayers to your man
Always been the strong friend
But now i'm lifting more than i planned
Feel like the weight finna crush me
Tell the devil back away
He can not touch me
I leave all my worry's in Gods hands
My story written by him
Its Gods plan
I'm just living for em
Let his light shine thru me
Keep my soul on High Beam
I just wanna succeed
With the rest of my team
TBG put it on my merch
And if the opposition step
Then they bound to get merked
Left laying under the dirt
By God's hands won't have to touch em at all
Left my gloves in the drawer after all
And sound like Drake
Tell the trolls calm down
Stop the hate
We ain't the same i am my own
Check the record i write all my songs
Put my life in my music
No exaggeration
Put my soul in my songs
Pure dedication
Lately i got more on my plate
Than ever before
No more air mattress on the floor
Instead i'm buying bassinets for my
Little girl
Speaking of her mom and i got into it
I really don't wanna go into it
Long story short our relationship
She might wanna put a end to it
(Damn)
Now the thought of losing her
Makes me wanna kill myself
But i can't to much to live for now
No matter what happens can't stop
Gotta make my daughter proud
And myself too
When you think that you can't
Just know he can
We made in his image
And walk on his land
I've been going thru my struggles
Doing the best i can
Somebody send some
Prayers to your man
Always been the strong friend
But now i'm lifting more than i planned
Feel like the weight finna crush me
Tell the devil back away
He can not touch me
I leave all my worry's in Gods hands
My story written by him
Its Gods plan
I'm just living for em
Let his light shine thru me
Keep my soul on High Beam
I just wanna succeed
With the rest of my team
TBG put it on my merch
And if the opposition step
Then they bound to get merked
Left laying under the dirt
By God's hands won't have to touch em at all
Left my gloves in the drawer after all
Credits
Writer(s): Sutton Steele
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