Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Uh, I got too much to say but haven't said enough
I called the music business bluff, I ain't famous enough
Huh, who cares if they think I'm saved enough
Grace is sufficient, my blood donor gave enough
And they be tripping when they see a Christian
Like we over-religious and trying to bring conviction
They be waking up without a hope in sight
I turned to Christ on my darkest night
I ain't homophobic or anti-semitic
So give me a lil' credit 'fore you give me edits
People see my faith in the cross as a loss
But I can't see me dying, bein' superstitious, yeah
And I ain't the picture of perfection
I lose my direction, I was smokin' and drinkin'
But I ain't forgot the resurrection
Only source of hope 'fore a man in my position
[Gwen Bunn]
I've been up all night
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
'Cause I've been up too high
I'm, tryna make it alright, alright now
I just need some time
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Uh, imagine you don't got nowhere to place faith
You just livin' life takin' up space
I can't see me livin' for nothin' at all
If ain't no God, what's the point of each day? (Uh)
What's the purpose of us wakin' up?
We just some ??? on a cellphone
Just a bunch of items hangin' in the attic
Just the molecules in the mailroom
Nah, I know I got purpose, I know I got passion
He purchased the package, I'm on the whole thing
Never good enough to get the love of Christ
But he good enough to get the love of me
I tried runnin' from 'em but this love track me down
Like a hound, ain't no other way around it
You either choose love or you choose death
I chose to let the love of God drown me
[Gwen Bunn & Lecrae]
I've been up all night
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
'Cause I've been up too high
I'm, tryna make it alright, alright now
I just need some time
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide (Yeah)
Uh, now maybe this the end of a long run
Can't believe they let us make it this far
If you ask me how I did it, I'd be lyin' to you if I gave you any other answer but God
And I ain't deserve a day, uh
Matter of fact I miss a lot of place
Matter of fact I dropped the ball way too many times and they still wonderin' how we won the game
Offense, drugs, divorce, addiction
Those the things you mention and you come up missin'
But tell me what's the mission if it ain't forgiveness?
Only two responses, the same, forgive and repentence
But we love to beat each other up
Instead of prayin' and workin' to heal each other, huh?
And I pointin' finger at anybody but, if the shoe fits go ahead and weat it bruh
[Gwen Bunn]
I've been up all night
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
'Cause I've been up too high
I'm, tryna make it alright, alright now
I just need some time
No runnin' from it, tryna make it right
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide, nothing left to hide
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