Grateful (Amazon Original)

No more wrong and I'm tryna do right
Thank God for my kids and my lovely wife
The life I used to live, I had to leave it alone
'Cause my backbone was 'bout to get it alone
What's a man to gain the world and not to share?
Everything I went through helped me to prepare
For the day that I talk like this
And I'm sure that Jesus walked liked this

It's a fact though, exacto
Rewriting my rap flow
Come as you are, I'm posted up at the backdoor
Church picnic, I'll be making the plans
Kissing their babies and shaking their hands
Man, God gave me my life back
And then He brought my wife back
I'm suited and booted, praising His name
Through my trials and tribulations
I'm grateful for everything

I'm so grateful (I'm so grateful)
I'm so humbled by Your name
Oh, why?
Where would I be without Your love?
(Where would I be without Your love?)
Said I, said I owe it all to You
Said I, said I owe it all to You, Father

Uh
You the truth
You always have had my back like a masseuse
When I was funkin' on the gravel (on the gravel)
You would always fight my battles (fight my battles)
The beginning, and the end, the most high (most high)
I'm hoping I get to meet You when I die (when I die)
You the only one make me cry (make me cry)
Especially when we don't see eye to eye

When I hear the choir sing and the preacher preach
And the missionaries speaking in tongues, my aunties, uh
Trials and tribulations
All you need is the faith of a mustard seed, be gracious
And Lord, I'm grateful for my kids (my kids)
And my soulmate, my rib (my rib)
Gotta be strong, never be weak
Get on your knees and thank God you on your feet
(Talk to 'em Tyrese)

I'm so grateful (I'm so grateful)
I'm so humbled by Your name
Oh, why?
Where would I be without Your love?
(Where would I be without Your love?)
Said I, said I owe it all to You
Said I, said I owe it all to You, Father

I thank God for my life
My wife and my children
I thank God
Said I owe it all to You
Oh, I thank you, Jesus
Oh, I thank you, Jesus
For protecting my whole family, yeah

Lord, I know I could've been dead and gone
But You're not done with me
Oh, baby
Thank You for sparing my life, Jesus
It means that You're not done with me, yeah, oh
Oh, baby
Oh, whoa, whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Earl Stevens, Tyrese Gibson, Marcus White, Marcus Hodge, J Rells
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