Oh nah
Fantom
Just go ahead and say what you gotta say, just don't lie to my face, huh
Tell it straight, they always tryna give me that fake stuff
That's okay, we don't hate, we just give 'em that grace, huh
Praise all day, 808s really making that bass thump
We got the sauce like salsa picante so we really on pace, huh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, oh we really on pace, huh
Hopped out the bed and I hopped in the stu', I been staying up late, huh
It's a new season, you know what to do, gotta make sure that it's cranked up
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
So long to that old me
Waited so long to be so free, weight on my shoulders hard for me to hold up
Had fallen on my knees
And prayed to God to rescue me, I didn't want it but I needed your love
I was so down, then that's when you showed up
Walking in that garden now, can't talk to cobras
Sipping blood of Jesus, that's all we pour up
Sipping blood of Jesus, like what's in your cup?
In slavery, can't just say c'est la vie
Had to pick up my pace, now we picking up steam
Let me pick up my cross, hold up, let me cross my T's
Let me pray for the ones who were hating on me
When they raising the stakes, we stay A-1
Got good news for my shoes, and they laced up
Lot of people talk a lot, but they really don't say nun'
So go ahead and say what you gotta say, just don't lie to my face, huh
Tell it straight, they always tryna give me that fake stuff
That's okay, we don't hate, we just give 'em that grace, huh
Praise all day, 808s really making that bass thump
We got the sauce like salsa picante so we really on pace, huh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, oh we really on pace, huh
Hopped out the bed and I hopped in the stu', I been staying up late, huh
It's a new season, you know what to do, gotta make sure that it's cranked up
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah