Lyrics

I been on top, ain't do it on my own Always need Christ to get up in my zone Had to get right, they blowin' up my phone Goin' up flight, I told em' to make room Make room Make room Make room Make room Devil get smacked, get back when I come through Always on attack, never lack thought I told you Keep it straight facts, won't crack I be bold too Foot on straight gas, old past I been done with you Blind but He gave me sight, yes I been saved Shine I be gettin' right, get out my way Grind like an underbite, grind like I skate Grind like a hooptie, need some new breaks I don't take em' Bruhs out they mind servin' sin like they paid to God on my side there ain't nothin' that I can't do I been gloin' up praise God with the same crew Glo been on go better Make Room I been on top, ain't do it on my own Always need Christ to get up in my zone Had to get right, they blowin' up my phone Goin' up flight, I told em' to make room Make room Make room Make room Make room Had to tell em' Make Room I'm a Holy Ghost hot boy howdy do From the city on ten tryna get like you Givin' credit to the man upstairs nice view Imma need some room, some space Don't get too close might go crazy Gotta lean on God every second of the day Every morning new mercies and a new grace If I got God on my side who I'm fearin' Take a look in the mirror, image got clearer I know the devil mad cause we eatin' good for dinner Ain't happen on my own, had to lay down in surrender I been on top, ain't do it on my own Always need Christ to get up in my zone Had to get right, they blowin' up my phone Goin' up flight, I told em' to make room Make room Make room Make room Make room
Writer(s): Emmanuel Lofton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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