Austin Joyce - What You Expect Lyrics

I'm bout to
I'm bout to I'm bout to
I'm bout to, ay
I'm bout to, I'm bout to, I'm bout to
I'm bout to jet
You better pay your respect
Rockin' a Cross on my neck
This Cross is a threat
You should've known that I drop them
Without even breakin' a sweat
What you expect
Walkin' with ice on your neck
Don't mean you not swimmin' in debt
I'm placin' bets
I got the game on pause
I bet on myself, collect uh

God trust me when the tank's on E
Cause I got that drive, make Bugatti's flee
Don't need gasoline, please don't gas me up
All the strength I need comes from my God's love
This ain't a bluff
When I am on empty, He fillin' me up
I've had enough
With people mistakin' my kindness
As someone that's labeled as soft
You think Jesus soft
You think you don't answer to God
Think He don't see you as fraudf
Search for applause
Worship your idols
But God shedding light on what's done in the dark
I'm makin' sparks
Cover your head and your hearts
Or you might get hit with the truth
That you try to refute
But my God will rebuke, it ain't cute
For the lukewarm, when His Spirit drop like a nuke
Yelling bombs away
I really think it'd be best
You run from the flesh
And get off the .coms today
All of that time spent throwin' your dollars
And seekin' God's daugters in lingerie
Don't decorate, can't tolerate, but it's about time I separate
From all the maggots
Your search history is where all the trash is
My seatbelt fastened cause

I'm bout to jet
You better pay your respect
Rockin' a Cross on my neck
This Cross is a threat
You should've known that I drop them
Without even breakin' a sweat
What you expect
Walkin' with ice on your neck
Don't mean you not swimmin' in debt
I'm placin' bets
I got the game on pause
I bet on myself, collect uh

Money really ain't a thing to me
Don't need my name up on the TV screen
I don't really wanna satisfy
All these corrupted minds
To make 'em fond of me
Can't tolerate the massive malice
Don't push hate to amass some status
What you expect when my priorities
Are livin' morally
And not to build my palace
What you expect
What you expect when I walked in the game
What you expect
My old life is gone
I'm servin' to push Jesus' name
What you expect
I'm buildin' a base
Continue to grow all our faith
What you expect
Lil' Christian artist who's afraid
To give his true Savior the praise
Nah
Nah
Nah