NO DEPTH

Do em just like laundry if they pull up they gon fold

I was in that lifestyle, but I got some newer goals

Ion need no hoes, not no flashy clothes,

What you doin wit them poles, you ain’t even out here givin’ bullet holes

 

Fakin the lifestyle’s worst than livin it

Spendin ya money on things for benefit

It’s been like dis since u been a little jit

You ain’t killed nun, not even a little bit

You don’t even know how to shoot a gun, tell me a gun you done fiddled with

I ain’t tryna take away all the fun, but y’all some kids that need discipline

Uh, throwin up them colors, yeah, what that mean to you, yeah

Stop tryna act all tough outside of ya attributes, yeah

Always tryna justify the things that you don’t do

Notice how self improvement’s always in the truth

Livin a lie I don’t even get it

They come around flexin they pendants

I don’t need gold or money or somethin to give me the happiness Christ is giving me

I come thru proclaiming the Lord that’s heavier than anything you could just say to me

I know I’m a sinner too, but God is my savior, I still need you people to pray for me

I ain’t no saint, I ain’t no prophet, but I got somethin to say about this

Keep on micro-managing lives till you get thrown up in the abyss

Yeah, Satan lies, he wants us alone to win

He wants us to go and pretend

That we don’t need God to win

We just need us and him

That’s just a message of sin

Just about a year go I’d say that I denied Christ

Softened up my heart and then I let ‘em go run my life

Let go of desires, screw my sinful needs

You and me, on my knees

Please God just help me get them what they need

Screwin’ ya body up, that’s what he died for, I guess

I ain’t tryna be no buzzkill, just quoting what he said

Yeah, your body’s the temple of the Holy Ghost, not your’s, but I digress

It’s like we’re scared to make the big leap, so we just go regress

Yeah, these rappers scared to say His name up in a rap song, that’s lame

They just care about what the people want, they demonize what they say

They don’t spread a message of humility, but instead it’s all about gangs

I ain’t never heard Jesus named once, and it’s cuz they all want the fame

You want the fame, you gotta earn it

I ain’t gon give my soul away

I ain’t gon care, this ain’t permanent

I ain’t gon ruin myself today

I went through mud, went through the trenches

So I know there’s a better way

Satan barkin up in my ear, but he’s scared cuz I ain’t phased

Yeah, I’m made in my Lord’s image

I remember that fact when I bow my head

And I’m sick of these folks pretendin’

Actin’ Christian, but you blind to the texts

No depth, yeah, no depth