Praise

I built me up high
A building so high, you know
Up where the birds fly
It was a long time ago

I got the view from the stars, baby, stars, baby
You look up at me like a god, baby, god, baby
You wonder how I got this far
Our differences make us who we are

I can't afford to fall

This is how I got name, this is how I got my fame
You and me are not the same, this is why you give me praise
Try to keep me in a cage, this is how I got my rage
This is why I go insane, this is why you give me praise

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This is why I need my praise when I'm running game
This is why I'm in my lane, why these bitches lame?
This is why you feel my pain, yeah, I got no shame
This is why they call me "Z", why I'm getting paid

Haters I had overcame, lawyers I had overpaid
Records I had overplayed from DJs that are overrated
Friends of mine, they overstayed, trust and values, they betrayed it
Took some years to be sustaining, this is why you give me praises

And I can't afford to fall

This is how I got name, this is how I got my fame
You and me are not the same, this is why you give me praise
Try to keep me in a cage, this is how I got my rage
This is why I go insane, this is why you give me praise

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I'm not just a god, I'm animal (praise)
Intangible and highly flammable, rah (praise)
Dog-eat-dog, I'm cannibal (praise)
Top of the food chain, you my steak frites (praise)
Get down, I won't say please (praise)
Right now, I'm royalty (praise)
All men, amen, worship me (praise)
Say your prayers 'cause

I am the altar, I am the church, I am the sun, and I am the dirt
I am the reaper, I am rebirth, don't Adam and Eve me, I was here first
I am the day, and I am the night, poisoned the apple and ruined mankind
I am the love, and I am the fight, I am the power, you can't defy

This is why they went crazy, it's the fall of grace (grace)
This is why she got pink molly in her lace (lace)
This is how, look at me, made her love the bass
This is why I need my- (need my), this is why I need my (praise)

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Credits
Writer(s): Joan Baez, Steven S. Zhu, Jillian Rose Banks, Nat Dunn, Kya Hansen, James Norton
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