We done came up in the game to rep the name
That's the norm
Not your big body Lac, fat paper stacks
Or your charm or your ladylike diva you use
To keep you warm
And not the fat happy sack of
Doja to keep you calm
While you big daddy grilling 'em
Sprewell spinning 'em cadillac killing 'em
The LORD ain't filling 'em
See He's the King and your
Rocks ain't worth a thing
Yet you rock the bling
(bling) , but you ain't gon' mock the King
Cause the rocks would sing before He
Let you block His thing
Man just watch the scene
(scene) because the Rock, He is the King
And He's throwed
But you busy worshipping chrome
Thick yellow bones in the zone
Living life on your own
And the Lord's chilling watching
Man trust himself while we all sinning
We front like we don't need His help
But we all missing the fact
That trusting in yourself
While you called Christian
Is still sin in it'self

Houston we have a, we, we have a
We have a problem

Now you know that you
Should leave the streets, puffing sweets
Chasing cash from week to week
But you won't because you fiend
To see your dreams
Owning a house at that place where
You can see the beach
And easily get them girls that you
Can see that leave the beach
So she can be your stand for
One night in between the sheets
And then you leave
Hop inside your 'Lac so you
Can peep the scene
You keep it clean gripping on your
Grain as you sip the lean
Swinging mean, feeling like a pimp
Brush your shoulders off
You can live like a boss
You can floss like a boss
Pay the cost to rep the North
Rock a cross and still be lost
Cause without the Savior
No neighbor no paper
No Jacob no make-up could make
Up the break up
But make us forsake the Creator
That's why we need a Savior
That's why I'm hollering out Jesus
We drowning in our sin and we
Need Him to come retrieve us believe us
It's time you stopped trusting in yourself
Plus your wealth
Lay aside every weight before
You crush yourself

So meet the thesis for my reading
The bottom line is you need Him
And plus we're weak and we feeling
By nature to keep on leaving
Chasing beauty that's fleeting
Forsaking how we are breathing
Replacing Jesus with bondage
Like boppers, dollars, and pieces
He died to bring us all freedom and
Rose so we could all meet Him
I know you heard this on Easter
But feast your eyes on the reason
God would crucify His seeding when
We ain't nothing but heathens
Love made Him cling to a tree
When we deserved to be beaten
All that so we ain't gotta trust ourself
Trust our health trust our wealth
It don't even make no sense cause
It's gon' rust and melt
Is it the grain, is it the gal
Is it the grill or is it Christ who paid the
Price so you could live
Or would you rather burn up
In hell for a meal i doubt it
You missing that Christians only
Christians in Him although we live forever
Right now we living better
Cause if you ain't living by grace
You'll die by the letter (already)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Le Crae Devaughn Moore, Tedashii Anderson