Testo 7 - Kijan Boone
Testo della canzone 7 (Kijan Boone), tratta dall'album 7 - Single
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Uh, look, young
Yeah, Jesus
Yeah
Yeah, straight from the slums, I'm just a jit that's trying to get to Heaven
Open that word, get off that net, stop putting six for seven
I ain't trying to talk, I don't want Durant, I leave that up to Kevin
Just want my life to feel complete, just like the number seven
Look, ready or not, here I come (oh, yeah)
Daily bread, I keep it thumping, I see me a demon, you know we gon' jump him
You know I came from the bottom, I really be working like I don't got nothing
He said faith without works dead, so I always turn it into something
I don't know why they always trying Jesus, they must not want to meet him
I've been getting too sick living in this world, I'm tired of all these demons
Walking with the word all in my heart, if I said it, you know I mean it
Tell me why would I make this music if I ain't never experienced freedom? Huh, fact
Lucy trying to clock all of my moves, I'm going to step down without shoes
Demon sweet, son, like Haachoo, they can't take nothing that I do
I can't cap, I go this hard for God, 'cause He showed all the proof
Got the light going in the dark like what it do? Yeah
Yeah, straight from the slums, I'm just a jit that's trying to get to Heaven
Open up that word, get off that net, stop putting six for seven
I ain't trying to talk, I don't want Durant, I leave that up to Kevin
Just want my life to feel complete, just like the number seven, yeah
Yeah, red-letter reading, I know trend-setter
We the type to pull up to your block to make your man's better
They think all this money made me switch up on the Lamb, never, huh
Every time something bad happened, I be like, "Damn, devil"
It don't even got to be his fault, it could be mine, but he be the first one that I blame
'Cause he pissed me off, barely got time, but I try to give a whole lot of praise every time I talk
Abba Father, guide my steps, I'm not even worthy to go walk
Steady casting out my thoughts, yeah, 'cause every thought I make it captive
KJV, my hip is active, people got their scripture backwards
They think that it's proper to hate a brother and show the love in after
That ain't in the Bible, I suggest you to run it with your pastor, facts
Straight from the slums, I'm just a jit that's trying to get to Heaven
Open up that word, get off that net, stop saying six for seven
I ain't trying to talk, I don't want Durant, I leave that up to Kevin
Just want my life to feel complete, just like that number seven
Yeah, go to Jesus (go to Jesus)
Uh, the only way, for real, for real
Come on young, you may be up next too
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Writer(s): Kijan Boone
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