God, how do I
God my Grandmother Passed, I prayed to you that she would stay
And I'm low on the cash, You said my cup would runneth away
Nah, that's not what You said, but that's what I see
You never fail on Your promise, what did You promise me
How do I deal with the pain, how do I deal with pressure
How do I deal with depression, How do You view oppression
How do I stop liking sin, how do I stop tryna fit in
How do I know that You're real, How does the Spirit feel
Why I do I gotta go to church every Sunday
How should I act on Monday
God I was being one hundred, how do I know if I've gone astray
God how
How
God my Grandfather passed, I prayed and he still went anyway
Was it all in Your will, or am I not righteous enough to make
Requests for Your power, am I only given mercy and grace
I don't feel worthy after last night, but who's able to see Your face God
How do I tell 'em, that Your ways are not our ways God
How do I tell 'em, that Your Word will never fade God
How do I tell 'em, that hell is hotter than Dallas and I've been... to Dallas
God how do I tell 'em, that heaven is not for the ways that we practice God
How do I tell 'em, they see me for what I used to do, and I don't blame 'em God
How do I tell 'em, I'm just now getting used to You, forever training God
How, How, How, How
How, How, How, How, How
Wait
I don't know every uhh answer to the test
But, when they say testimony that's not what they mean
And I'm low on the cash, You said my cup would runneth away
Nah, that's not what You said, but that's what I see
You never fail on Your promise, what did You promise me
How do I deal with the pain, how do I deal with pressure
How do I deal with depression, How do You view oppression
How do I stop liking sin, how do I stop tryna fit in
How do I know that You're real, How does the Spirit feel
Why I do I gotta go to church every Sunday
How should I act on Monday
God I was being one hundred, how do I know if I've gone astray
God how
How
God my Grandfather passed, I prayed and he still went anyway
Was it all in Your will, or am I not righteous enough to make
Requests for Your power, am I only given mercy and grace
I don't feel worthy after last night, but who's able to see Your face God
How do I tell 'em, that Your ways are not our ways God
How do I tell 'em, that Your Word will never fade God
How do I tell 'em, that hell is hotter than Dallas and I've been... to Dallas
God how do I tell 'em, that heaven is not for the ways that we practice God
How do I tell 'em, they see me for what I used to do, and I don't blame 'em God
How do I tell 'em, I'm just now getting used to You, forever training God
How, How, How, How
How, How, How, How, How
Wait
I don't know every uhh answer to the test
But, when they say testimony that's not what they mean
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