Lyrics

Who you know shining these streets like a light mane Who you know stay the same Sunday to Sunday Who you know taking off on tracks like a runway Who you know beat the odds even when they say he can't Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know that hop on tracks and act like he done lost his mind Who you know that love The Lord ain't gone trip if you don't like Who you that's RMG but unashamed until he die Who you know talk about God and still out rap your trappest guy Who do you know that could careless about how much money you making Cause that don't impress him Who do you know that know he ain't supposed to be here So tomorrow he counting his blessings Who do you know that's gone steer clear of people that stay in some drama Cause they looking messy Who do you know gone keep real in the message Who you know Who you know Who you know Who you know People gone say that I'm crazy I stepped out on my own, off a plane with no parachute Turbulence it will not phase me Float right over problems inside my hot air balloon You know what I been on (know what I been on) That ain't gone change whether suburb or ghetto Faith what I live on (faith what I live on) Full speed ahead boy it's pedal to metal now Who you know shining these streets like a light mane Who you know stay the same Sunday to Sunday Who you know taking off on tracks like a runway Who you know beat the odds even when they say he can't Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah I hear a whole lot of talking. Sit back listen Why you make so many assumptions Soon as they hear you a Christian Like bet that he all about money I bet that you only gators and suits on a Sunday I bet that he think that he perfect I don't see nothing but hypocrite all in them churches Yall lying. Holla at Canon. You'll see he is who we say we is Tone or Chad Jones You gone see fathers that's off in they home and they living it Deraj and B Coop, bout dat life Lecrae 116 bout dat life You think this way more than the music, hwah, you guessed it you right I wrote this for every person, know that we not perfect But through Jesus purchase, we gone keep on working Fakin we allergic, on our grind till the wheels, wheels, wheels fall off Its all about Jesus. He got a people that he been redeeming The world is so tired of the fake so they look for the real they ask you a question like Who you know shining these streets like a light mane Who you know stay the same Sunday to Sunday Who you know taking off on tracks like a runway Who you know beat the odds even when they say he can't Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah Who you know Who you know Who you know, ah
Writer(s): Derek L Johnson, Chris Kenneth Mackey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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