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Jonathan Traylor
Jonathan Traylor
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Jonathan Traylor
Jonathan Traylor
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Jonathan Traylor
Jonathan Traylor
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Mr Damention
Mr Damention
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Marcelo Pennell
Marcelo Pennell
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Lyrics

I be tryna make it into Heaven though But you be tryna knock me off my course though Voices in my head screaming YOLO (yeah) But you only die once too My flesh be like I'm gonna do what I wanna do But once this life is over, there ain't no re-dos Either go up or to your eternal tomb You either go up or to your eternal doom It's never that easy to choose purpose But I will die to my flesh & live a life of worship I'm really really really tryna make it into Heaven I'm tryna hear him say two words Like well done Purpose over please I ain't got no time for your shenanigans I'm tryna make it into Heaven I ain't got no time to be playing with sin You can miss me with all that, boy Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Miss me with all that, boy Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Tryna hold me down don't wanna see me grow Tryna hold me back don't wanna see me go forward Forward into my destiny You really don't want me to be who God created me to be But I'ma keep on growin' yeah I'ma keep on going yeah I'ma keep my focus up up up up Cause ya boy is Heaven-bound After that there ain't no coming down I'm tryna get my crowns All of my crowns I'm tryna get my crowns Purpose over please I ain't got no time for your shenanigans I'm tryna make it into Heaven I ain't got no time to be playing with sin You can miss me with all that, boy Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Miss me with all that, boy Miss me with all that Miss me with all that Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, it gets kinda messy Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, it gets kinda messy Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, it gets kinda messy Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, it gets kinda messy Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, it gets kinda messy Everyday you try to test me But I'm killing my flesh, flesh has no hold on me No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no My flesh has no hold on me No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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