Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Alright, alright, alright, alright
I pray to God about my demons
Don't want to leave them
I need some Jesus
I pray to God about some people
I need to leave them
Trade a fake friend for a weasel
I been praying to God for a better life
Just want a big house and some money, right
No matter what I get, it's just not enough
All I need is a baddie with a big, what
Feel like I'm famous because I'm broken
I wasn't chosen
I'm just another man with a vision
Feel like I'm Ye before the Kimmie
She want to leave me
And all the Stans, they wanna be me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
All these Christian rappers being honest
But if I'm honest
I got a lot of bones to pick between my faith and my profits
No I don't want them
Oh lord I need them
No I don't want them
Oh lord I need them
Yeah
I been praying to God for a better life
Just want a big house and some money, right
No matter what I get, it's just not enough
All I need is a baddie with a big, what
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
Yahweh
That's my way
God we're all sinners
And I'm just being honest with my relationship with you through my music
And I think it's a good break from all this perfection christian stuff
And if I'm being completely honest
I'm not perfect
I been praying to God for a better life
Just want a big house and some money, right
No matter what I get, it's just not enough
All I need is a baddie with a big, what