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I want les of Keyun I want more of God son
If I'm just a peon then you compared me to God's son
No gimmicks spirit in my lyrics
And if they askin tell em that Yashaya my incentive
He's who I go after that's who I'm pursuing
Gave me a bath I was filthy like a sewer
Yashaya the truth ha shatan is a liar
No I can't hit no high note but I can make my praise get higher
I ain't talkin bout hell flames when I say that I'm on fire
Say it one mo 'gain Lucifer he just a liar
Got that Holy Spirit fillin me with holy fire
I done heard a lot of names but I'm only praisin Ahayah
Laws are a must I'm the head not the butt
If you ain't on God team that's a automatic bust
Laws are a must yeah in God I trust
If ya talkin bout sinnin get the heck away from us
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
I can't do nothin right if I try it all on my own
But I can do all things if I do it with the one who sit on the throne
He gave me my life that's why I call him bread of life
I was filled up with that darkness but he gave me the light
That's why I let it shine so bright
Through the day and all night
Errthang'll be alright gotta believe errthang's alright
Cuz I gave it all to Christ if you ain't wit em you ain't right
I just wanna be right so I'm gone sacrifice my time
Let him have control of my mind
Who you think writing these rhymes
Let me take you to the side let you know what's on my mind
Forgive me for the lies that I told every time
Self conviction got me right tell my pride you gotta bow down down
Before it drag me downtown
I don' wanna go down there
I just wanna fly in the air
Cuz he told me I was an heir
Let a hater hate I don' care
Ahayah ain't give me no fear
Separate the wheat from the tares
Bloodline Israelite playa
Hope the father hear my prayers
Give me livin water from the well
Cuz I ain't tryna end up in hell
I don' even wanna go to jail
Nah (nah)
I don' even wanna go to jail
Hope the father hear my prayers
Cuz I ain't tryna end up in hell
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
Less of me
More of you
If I'm just a peon then you compared me to God's son
No gimmicks spirit in my lyrics
And if they askin tell em that Yashaya my incentive
He's who I go after that's who I'm pursuing
Gave me a bath I was filthy like a sewer
Yashaya the truth ha shatan is a liar
No I can't hit no high note but I can make my praise get higher
I ain't talkin bout hell flames when I say that I'm on fire
Say it one mo 'gain Lucifer he just a liar
Got that Holy Spirit fillin me with holy fire
I done heard a lot of names but I'm only praisin Ahayah
Laws are a must I'm the head not the butt
If you ain't on God team that's a automatic bust
Laws are a must yeah in God I trust
If ya talkin bout sinnin get the heck away from us
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
I can't do nothin right if I try it all on my own
But I can do all things if I do it with the one who sit on the throne
He gave me my life that's why I call him bread of life
I was filled up with that darkness but he gave me the light
That's why I let it shine so bright
Through the day and all night
Errthang'll be alright gotta believe errthang's alright
Cuz I gave it all to Christ if you ain't wit em you ain't right
I just wanna be right so I'm gone sacrifice my time
Let him have control of my mind
Who you think writing these rhymes
Let me take you to the side let you know what's on my mind
Forgive me for the lies that I told every time
Self conviction got me right tell my pride you gotta bow down down
Before it drag me downtown
I don' wanna go down there
I just wanna fly in the air
Cuz he told me I was an heir
Let a hater hate I don' care
Ahayah ain't give me no fear
Separate the wheat from the tares
Bloodline Israelite playa
Hope the father hear my prayers
Give me livin water from the well
Cuz I ain't tryna end up in hell
I don' even wanna go to jail
Nah (nah)
I don' even wanna go to jail
Hope the father hear my prayers
Cuz I ain't tryna end up in hell
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
I need less of me and more of you if I'm gone make it through
More more more more more of you
Less of me
More of you
Credits
Writer(s): Keyun Clements
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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