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Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down Yeah, aye, ooh, yeah (send that thang up, let it rain down) All that All that cappin' send it to the back, yeah I'm in the ring, got a call on me Been my Ali weaving through attacks, yeah I been living what I rap, yeah Naija girls on the map, yeah They just see the pretty face, they debating like "How is God using that?" Aye On my ET gotta phone home Call my Father, what it do, aye God, He got me in the zone, whoa Praying for my haters too, yeah What's the secret to the moves? Aye Prayer got me breaking through, yeah If God is for me, who can come against me? Send them prayers up and watch him move Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down (yeah) Send that thang up, let it rain down (don't make me call big Creezy on y'all) Send that thang up, let it rain down (yeah, uh) I'm from the H, never been a fan of fakes Keep it real or keep it skatin' All in your face, unashamed about the faith It ain't up for no debatin' I'm in my lane, go ahead and call me lame Catch me leanin' on the King They want the fame, I just wanna lift his name I already won the game They cannot beat me (uh) After I met my savior in Atlanta off of Peachtree (uh) I know how it's gon' end, I know the devil catch a three-piece Now that's what I call a "cheat sheet" Had to let go of them evil things I did discreetly Uh, now I be sendin' up prayers Uh, now I be sendin' up flares Uh, S.O.S.'s to the Lord who blesses, layin' down all my burdens and cares, yeah Look at unseen things Like some people get free from obscene things If they wanna record 'bout the kings' King Me and Wande link up like the dream team And we gon' Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down (yeah, heard they calling for me Holy, Holy, Holy, who?) Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down (yeah, yeah, aye) Had to call him up, Holy, Holy, Holy, who? Holy Spirit in the booth They hit me with the chitter-chatter looking for a scoop Better find another tool I ain't in this for the glitz, glam, or the fame, yeah God already know my name, yeah Encounter yah for a day I went and seen my life change up I got the V-I-C, don't compete No fear 'bout to take my win I got the peace on my feet, got fruit, super sweet That plate of the righteousness Yeah, that's the armor of God This ain't no game like COD, yeah They ain't never seen it like this Say "Hi" in the presence of a woman of God, yeah How you gon' play the saints that use Everything they got to speak the truth Know Yahweh is not amused Know your day is coming soon Reap what you sow, they must forgot Turn of events up in the plot Had to send a prayer up, boy don't play with us You don't want no smoke with God Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down (yeah, yeah, heard they called me up, Holy, Holy, Holy, who?") Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down Send that thang up, let it rain down