[Intro: BARUCH]
Holy Spirit, have Your way
It's a Ghost takeover, no Dior (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 1: BARUCH]
Hey, it's nice to meet ya
When I greet ya, don't ask for a feature
Yeah, you used to knew me
This the new me, I'ma different creature
Wife, she picture perfect
She a keeper, that's my Mona Lisa
Used to want a beepa, bagging reefa
We was smoking keisha
Hop up off that pouch like it's whatever
Not scared of the Reaper
You sow what you reap
I'm thanking God that I'm not six feet deeper
I was high in church
Whеn I was young was talking to the preacher
Hе told me 'bout Jesus
But I really wanted cheese like pizza
They say the streets don't love you
And that's true, but it still hurt yo' feelings
Tryna make a killin' like drug dealers
But my soul was willing
Crying out to God when we mess up
Because we still His children
Sitting in that cell, it has me thinking I need more then healing
Aw man, how you a grown man, but don't say "amen"?
Hey man, verses too bright, might need Ray Bans
Ghost write, put these words together, just like Hangman
Face Time, I can't waste time, this ain't quicksand
What would Jesus do? That word is on me like a wristband (Like a wristband)
Used to be pouring lean, now I lean on Him like a kickstand (Like a kickstand)
Don't mean no offense, but we in the water like a Mexican
[Chorus: BARUCH]
No Dior, just Christian on mission
I jus hope they listen
I just spread that Gospel
Drop a hook, sound like we goin' fishing
Snakes, they keep on hissing, pay attention
It ain't even hidden
Woke up with a purpose, gotta live it
It's already written
[Verse 2: 1K Phew]
Holy Spirit, have Your way
It's a Ghost takeover, no Dior (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 1: BARUCH]
Hey, it's nice to meet ya
When I greet ya, don't ask for a feature
Yeah, you used to knew me
This the new me, I'ma different creature
Wife, she picture perfect
She a keeper, that's my Mona Lisa
Used to want a beepa, bagging reefa
We was smoking keisha
Hop up off that pouch like it's whatever
Not scared of the Reaper
You sow what you reap
I'm thanking God that I'm not six feet deeper
I was high in church
Whеn I was young was talking to the preacher
Hе told me 'bout Jesus
But I really wanted cheese like pizza
They say the streets don't love you
And that's true, but it still hurt yo' feelings
Tryna make a killin' like drug dealers
But my soul was willing
Crying out to God when we mess up
Because we still His children
Sitting in that cell, it has me thinking I need more then healing
Aw man, how you a grown man, but don't say "amen"?
Hey man, verses too bright, might need Ray Bans
Ghost write, put these words together, just like Hangman
Face Time, I can't waste time, this ain't quicksand
What would Jesus do? That word is on me like a wristband (Like a wristband)
Used to be pouring lean, now I lean on Him like a kickstand (Like a kickstand)
Don't mean no offense, but we in the water like a Mexican
[Chorus: BARUCH]
No Dior, just Christian on mission
I jus hope they listen
I just spread that Gospel
Drop a hook, sound like we goin' fishing
Snakes, they keep on hissing, pay attention
It ain't even hidden
Woke up with a purpose, gotta live it
It's already written
[Verse 2: 1K Phew]
( BARUCH )
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