He who's above
Who do it better?
Tell me, yeah, who do it better?
Better than He who's above
I was down like a begger
Turned me into a go-getter
Michael I came with my glove
As I'm writing this letter
stamping it make it redder
XOXO with all love
And it only gets better
We do not need no berettas
We do not walk in no clubs
I follow my pops, I don't listen to rocks
And I'm feeding my Spirit, I call it pop rocks
And we preach to the land, so we're walking a lot
We don't care 'bout no Luci, we know he 'gon drop
We do not care who you are
We do not care who you are, who you are, who you are
We just 'gon reach for the stars
Land on the moon then on mars, and then on mars, and then on mars
Remember how I used to play, now I thank God for today
He the one that made a way, pulled me when I went astray
I done done came a long way
I done done came a long way
I don't want diamonds I wanna be saved
He called me out from the back of the back
Used to be thrown around like an ashtray
Driving okay
GOD got me now so I'm safe
We for real and we came out to play
I ain't talking 'bout no no 2k
Now we talking like its a debate
I ain't tryna argue just debate
Someone come clean this up like a rake
Let it out like it was in a crate, what you 'gon say?
Who do it better?
Tell me, yeah, who do it better?
Better than He who's above
I was down like a begger
Turned me into a go-getter
Michael I came with my glove
As I'm writing this letter
stamping it make it redder
XOXO with all love
And it only gets better
We do not need no berettas
We do not walk in no clubs
I follow my pops, I don't listen to rocks
And I'm feeding my Spirit, I call it pop rocks
And we preach to the land, so we're walking a lot
We don't care 'bout no Luci, we know he 'gon drop
We do not care who you are
We do not care who you are, who you are, who you are
We just 'gon reach for the stars
Land on the moon then on mars, and then on mars, and then on mars
Everyone just wanna be like everyone else
And I used to be like that too
I was deceived into Satans lies and his, his traps
But now I'm tryna be like, you know
Now Im tryna be like Jesus
Tell me, yeah, who do it better?
Better than He who's above
I was down like a begger
Turned me into a go-getter
Michael I came with my glove
As I'm writing this letter
stamping it make it redder
XOXO with all love
And it only gets better
We do not need no berettas
We do not walk in no clubs
I follow my pops, I don't listen to rocks
And I'm feeding my Spirit, I call it pop rocks
And we preach to the land, so we're walking a lot
We don't care 'bout no Luci, we know he 'gon drop
We do not care who you are
We do not care who you are, who you are, who you are
We just 'gon reach for the stars
Land on the moon then on mars, and then on mars, and then on mars
Remember how I used to play, now I thank God for today
He the one that made a way, pulled me when I went astray
I done done came a long way
I done done came a long way
I don't want diamonds I wanna be saved
He called me out from the back of the back
Used to be thrown around like an ashtray
Driving okay
GOD got me now so I'm safe
We for real and we came out to play
I ain't talking 'bout no no 2k
Now we talking like its a debate
I ain't tryna argue just debate
Someone come clean this up like a rake
Let it out like it was in a crate, what you 'gon say?
Who do it better?
Tell me, yeah, who do it better?
Better than He who's above
I was down like a begger
Turned me into a go-getter
Michael I came with my glove
As I'm writing this letter
stamping it make it redder
XOXO with all love
And it only gets better
We do not need no berettas
We do not walk in no clubs
I follow my pops, I don't listen to rocks
And I'm feeding my Spirit, I call it pop rocks
And we preach to the land, so we're walking a lot
We don't care 'bout no Luci, we know he 'gon drop
We do not care who you are
We do not care who you are, who you are, who you are
We just 'gon reach for the stars
Land on the moon then on mars, and then on mars, and then on mars
Everyone just wanna be like everyone else
And I used to be like that too
I was deceived into Satans lies and his, his traps
But now I'm tryna be like, you know
Now Im tryna be like Jesus
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Writer(s): Aidan Escamilla
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