Cry No More (feat. Tylan1k)

So many times that they counted me out, uh I ain't gon count it against em I'm tryna count all my blessings but I do not got enough fingers to count Jumpin' like church on a Sunday Holy Spirit got me T'd up Don't you even get me going, don't you even get me talkin' bout Jesus Talkin' bout the one who saved my soul, He the one who came out the tomb I need the Son, it was dark in my heart like the other side of the moon I'm cool on the blunt I talk to the Most High, I don't get high no more Old friends don't reply no more But I can't cry no more I know my name in the book I know that He knows me well Living in sin is like jail, I cannot rot in no cell Ain't nothing hotter than Hell Better give your life to Christ. You wait to long, it's no bail Treasures in Heaven, I got a prize like Nobel Can't say you living for Christ if nobody can tell Reading reading Get in that word cuz I need it for my heart like breathing Demons creeping Strapped with the word, ima kill 'em when I just start speaking. Devil got a price on your head, he send them goons at you like sneezing We are the salt of the world. Had a taste of the world and it need more season New mind I can't cry no more Slime I can't even lie no more Hop on the beat I flow and I go Old life I can't even slide no more Payed the price we ain't gotta die no more Got the gadget feeling like I'm go-go Not magic know that my God gon show Lil baby Christian but he had watch me grow All that Fendi you drippin' it ain't change yo posture Gotta watch out for anti christ the imposter We came from the world but now we his fosters I'm growing some dreads just like I'm a Rasta I got close to Christ and then I had lost em I turnt up for Christ and then I had mossed em I turnt up for Christ and then I had mossed em holdup where the beat go So many times that they counted me out, uh I ain't gon' count it against em I'm tryna count all my blessings but I do not got enough fingers to count Jumpin' like church on a Sunday Holy Spirit got me T'd up Don't you even get me going, don't you even get me talkin' bout Jesus Talkin' bout the one who saved my soul, He the one who came out the tomb I need the Son, it was dark in my heart like the other side of the moon I'm cool on the blunt I talk to the Most High, I don't get high no more Old friends don't reply no more But I can't cry no more