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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carl Cooks Jr. (DJ Blackout)
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaVante Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LaVante Brown
Recording Engineer
Voices Choices Studios
Recording Engineer
Zikai Qiao
Producer
Ethan Littler
Producer
Lyrics
(Voices Choices)
(God, you I know Love ya more than anything)
(Anything, yeah)
Anything
God, you know I love ya more than anything
No matter how rich I am, this ain't no idol to me
Can't buy my way into Heaven anyway
I pray my soul to keep
And that's on anything
I remember when I had nothing to eat
Hear the hate, even when you don't say anything
Selfish ways and I can see the jealousy
I feel the envy, pray for my enemies
I was riding in the back of prison seats
Handcuffs was on me then you set me free
Still tryna kill any sin that's left in me
So it don't kill me, can you replenish me? (Uh)
You should know how I'm coming
Yeah, I'm from the Bus, that's Columbus, what's bussing?
Got it out mud, ran it up, Forest Gumping
Beat the beat up, I don't even need a drumstick
If demons running up, burn them up like a sun-kiss
I'ma slice them up, upper cuts, like I'm punching
Ain't no double Dutch but you know I keep it jumping
Yeah, I'm goin' up, turning nothin' into something with
Anything
God, you know I love ya more than anything
No matter how rich I am, this ain't no idol to me
Can't buy my way into Heaven anyway
I pray my soul to keep
And that's on anything
I remember when I had nothing to eat
Hear the hate, even when you don't say anything
Selfish ways and I can see the jealousy
I feel the envy, pray for my enemies
I was riding in the back of prison seats
Handcuffs was on me then you set me free
Still tryna kill any sin that's left in me
So it don't kill me, can you replenish me?
I got to pray like a kill with a hunter axe
In the field running up this green like I'm a running back
They acting Hollywood like I ain't make it out Columbus yet
Had to leave, I'm getting a bigger bag before I'm coming back
I'll put people in position, that believed my intuition
Some couldn't see the vision, they should've been keeping lenses
Sow some seeds in a business
Pocket fats like Peter Griffin
Now they wanna reap the benefit
'Cause we complete the mission on
Anything
God, you know I love ya more than anything
No matter how rich I am, this ain't no idol to me
Can't buy my way into Heaven anyway
I pray my soul to keep
And that's on anything
I remember when I had nothing to eat
Hear the hate, even when you don't say anything
Selfish ways and I can see the jealousy
I feel the envy, pray for my enemies
I was riding in the back of prison seats
Handcuffs was on me then you set me free
Still tryna kill any sin that's left in me
So it don't kill me, can you replenish me?
(You should-)
(You should know how I'm coming)
(Yeah, I'm from the Bus, Columbus, what's bussing?)
(You should-)
(You should know how I'm coming)
(Yeah I'm from the Bus, Columbus, what's bussing?)
Writer(s): Lavante Brown
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