Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' I can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot God sat me down and talked to me, I listened I was in that cell, he told me that I’m gifted I don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen

Talk about, judgement Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway But you got it all wrong Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission

You've talking about your woman, I wish to God, man, that you could see You're talking about your woman, I wish to God that you could see mine Every time the little girl start to loving, she bring eyesight to the blind Lord, her daddy must been a

You'll understand why God made A couple guys in first class on a flight From new York to Los Angeles, Kinda making small talk killing time, Flirting with the flight attendants, Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma, Just a bunch of square

I've got to be that someone that you're with Oh god, I want to be that someone that you're with And I can talk about it all day long till I run out of breath But I still want to be that someone that you're with And I'm pacing by the phone 'Cause I hate

I'm just fulfillin' my destiny I'm just fulfillin' my destiny (all day) To the death of me, I'm just fulfillin' my destiny I talk to God like, "What's next for me?" Fulfillin' my destiny, yeah I'm just fulfillin' my destiny, yeah I told y'all I'm a

Jesus is my friend God is my friend Oh don't go and talk about my father He made this world for us to live in, and gave us everything And all he asks of us is we give each other love Don't go and talk about my father 'Cause God is my friend He loves us

Bet I shake it up She gon' make it up I go for the more and you go for the less (yeah) Ooh, bet I shake it up Bet I shake it up (double up) YSL jacket and she got the dress (skrt, sauce) I just talked to God and He said that I'm blessed (thank you,

But don't ask me what I think of you I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin I might not give the answer that you want me to Now, when I talked to God, I knew He'd understand He said, "Stick by my side and

Oh my God it's time for a prayer I'm underground I contemplate I'm miserable I hear a voice in my head Going round It's been talkin' to me for awhile Inject my soul with the truth Do you dare??