God's Child
Fuckin with me made you bigger
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you though it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you know you God's child
They hate everything they can't see
They hating what they can't be
But it's all love
And you pray before God on your knees
You patient for what you can't reach
You gon blow up
You gon get there and you know it
You the one you ain't even gotta show it
You never sit your ass at home
And if it's smoke then it's mask on
You gon roll it
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
Fuckin with me made you bigger
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you tho it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you God's child
You have it all divinely gifted
12:6 in the bible yeah it's scripted
Let us use them, let us use it
Write it down put it all in the music
We gon reach new heights
We gon touch new goals
We gon see new scenes
We gon try new flows
Whole team stay down
Please don't fold
It's only a matter of time
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
Fuckin with me made you bigger
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you though it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you God's child
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you though it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you know you God's child
They hate everything they can't see
They hating what they can't be
But it's all love
And you pray before God on your knees
You patient for what you can't reach
You gon blow up
You gon get there and you know it
You the one you ain't even gotta show it
You never sit your ass at home
And if it's smoke then it's mask on
You gon roll it
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
Fuckin with me made you bigger
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you tho it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you God's child
You have it all divinely gifted
12:6 in the bible yeah it's scripted
Let us use them, let us use it
Write it down put it all in the music
We gon reach new heights
We gon touch new goals
We gon see new scenes
We gon try new flows
Whole team stay down
Please don't fold
It's only a matter of time
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
They doubting you
But I'm proud of you
You a real one, they made it outta you
They show you fake love
You don't need that
Fuck all the comments all the feedback
Fuckin with me made you bigger
Real recipe for a winner, throw your bands up
I see it in your eyes you a sinner
I'll pray for you though it ain't no thing put your hands up
New levels, new devils
But we way too solid too special
You the bravest promise you it's on now
It's amazing cos you God's child
Credits
Writer(s): Lola Bamtefa
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