Mustard Seed

There's only up from here My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong I just saw my therapist She talked about feelings, she said that I'm scared of it I made a habit of crashing and acting like terrorists I'd rather die 'fore I cry in front of the eyes of various Everest still ain't move, maybe the mountain is me Ye of little faith, the grace of face it is peace Halloween around the corner with trace I'm taking to preach About the freedom I don't believe in I'm off the leash As soon as I'm done there's hundreds of reasons to change One is Jesus, he wonders why I would underestimate The one to one and the sum In the summer to investigate, it's sunny outside It's time to abide I got a daddy in the ground and one in the sky R.I.P. to pain, it's famous to live in it It's like it's painting a picture Picture me free, who paid it pray for the sea Who made it into the tree I stood by and looked high And look why it won't prove where's my faith Will it move Extremity in rhythm, yeah that's what ya heard My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong Maybe I could find it if I tried to stop Looking in other places to cover traces of other cages I'm way way weaker than I was the other day but nobody knew I was above the wave Peter who drowning who I'm counted too Finally somebody told me I was a fool for being honest They probably never knew how hard it was to move in bondage They probably never seen the conscience when it went to college And got more knowledge of some doctrine while remaining godless I know more than I live most times Women looking up to me, I swear I fear those eyes I feel those lies, they louder than my voice sometimes They clouding up my joy, I'm fine This doubt in us ain't choice, I'm lying Believe it or not, me tweeting for props I'm done trying to prove I'm even with God It's our aim at mirage came with the camouflage and God's tape The hidden scars we all waiting for healing 'til it's real as this song I wanna be grown, I wanna suffer long I wanna be strong, I wanna be home I wanna belong Only wanna be right but some of it wrong But some of us on to something when we run to the throne I'm knowing some saints that bear fruit like it's honey they sown They ain't got two faces like they coming with clones There's only up from here baby I know it's nothing, you flown