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We Made It
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Christian & Gospel
We Made It was released on October 9, 2020 by Fly Away Records as a part of the album Let the Songbird Sing
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Release DateOctober 9, 2020
LabelFly Away Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Patrick Daniel
Charles Patrick Daniel
Songwriter
Richie Rust
Richie Rust
Songwriter

Lyrics

Momma we made it...
So deep like we came from the basement
That’s concrete my foundation
That goes way harder than the pavement
Oh yeah... Momma we made it
I’m building me a shack, no castle
I’d rather be on the rock than sand
Foundation work like tabernacle
Uh... Momma we made it
And you know we keep it real, no fakery
Bringing powder to the doughnut, like a bakery
And I’m singing about the grace that’s saving me
I’m gonna give you what I have
That’s all of me
I was in a state of falling
That’s autumn leaves
Now I’m feeling so cold
That’s winter please
With the ice cold flow
That’s minty leaves, Uhh
Momma we made it
Name so clean proclaiming
Never leaving I’m staying
Can’t find no replacement
I’ve been gone, but I’m back now...
Singing like I’m in a packed house...
Spring poppin’ when I jump out...
Hang-time, space jam with the bounce
I’m giving every ounce of what I got
Never going back to the broken knot
New foundation on the rock
And I’m fully invested like a good stock
Uhh... Momma we made it
Bandaged up my aching
Made it out the basement
On the surf we’re waving, yeah
Go ahead and clock my hang time with an hour glass
And watch as I display rhymes floating on a pass
I’m just being me, no intent of crowd pleasing
And I’m being calibrated, call it pre-season
Looking for a light because they wanna glimpse in
Prowling like a tiger so I call it Clemson
Used to be dead in my own sin
But now I’m covered in blood crimson
Running up the score
You know we never keep the game close
Play in anything
We’re always rocking game clothes
Never paid for the game
Don’t even count the pesos
Ask us where we go
Man, we go where faith goes
Looking at my team
That’s family, no fake bros
And we’re working in the field
Showing you the fruit growth
New creation... I can’t fade it
Don’t you know... momma we made it
Momma we made it
Name so clean proclaiming
Never leaving I’m staying
Can’t find no replacement
I’ve been gone, but I’m back now...
Singing like I’m in a packed house...
Spring poppin’ when I jump out...
Hang-time, space jam with the bounce
I’m giving every ounce of what I got
Never going back to the broken knot
New foundation on the rock
And I’m fully invested like a good stock
Uhh... Momma we made it
Bandaged up my aching
Made it out the basement
On the surf we’re waving, yeah
I felt like a bird that had no voice
Felt like a bird that had no wings
But God showed me His plan for me
And said let the songbird sing
Uhh... now I’m singing
I feel so free with the wind in my wings
Feel so free with a debt paid off
My crown I will give to the king
Like... Momma we made it
Not from my own payment
Not from anything I paid off
Only from the grace of God
Made it this far... Didn’t think I would
Made it this far... Didn’t think I could
Rain came pouring on the brightest day
And the stains of sin were washed away, like...
Momma we made it
Name so clean proclaiming
Never leaving I’m staying
Can’t find no replacement
I’ve been gone, but I’m back now...
Singing like I’m in a packed house...
Spring poppin’ when I jump out...
Hang-time, space jam with the bounce
I’m giving every ounce of what I got
Never going back to the broken knot
New foundation on the rock
And I’m fully invested like a good stock
Uhh... Momma we made it
Bandaged up my aching
Made it out the basement
On the surf we’re waving, yeah
Written by: Charles Patrick Daniel, Richie Rust
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