You runnin’ yours, I’m runnin’ mine We may run at a different pace but let’s continue the race Yea, I’m writin’ songs fightin’ for ya soul I got a mission that I’m fightin’ for, I’m writin’ songs tryin’ to give ya substance I won a Grammy, and I ain’t even trippin’ on it Wait a minute, now Gravity is blowin’ up Shortly after I got a hold of Tim Keller’s books, man I promise you it’s like my whole life changedĪndy Crouch wrote a book about culture-makin’, and after that I had to make a slight changeĪsk the homies I ain’t do it for the money manĪnd me and Street workin’ day and night I wrote Background at the kitchen table, I thought it wouldn’t make the album I’m just writin’ my pain over beats and I’m guessing Rehab was the outcome I’m stressed out tryna lead Imma bleed myself burnin’ out I can see the pattern I need a new place new grace new city new state I’m arrogant and self-righteous helpin’ everybody but my wife My travel gettin’ heavy two babies one baby momma It’s like the Lord wrote the whole thing Uh, we had a feelin’ it would be a problem Then I flew back to college started workin’ on Rebel Soup campbell took me in and got my weight up Sleepin’ on the floor hopin’ you don’t pick a stray up I moved away to Memphis it was hot as the equatorĪnd gunshots every night’ll make ya wake up I drop my next album Jesus Muzik kinda major
I left my old job so I’m praying rap pay me Goin’ all around the world tryna tell them ’bout the Savior (what else?)Īnd I ain’t trippin’ we ain’t really gettin’ paper na, na I done drop my first album and I’m feelin’ like I made it That’s when I knew this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme Was rappin’ in the hood and folks broke down cryin’ Like “You ain’t Lil’ Wayne – you a lame, man I got to goâ€Īnd little by little a couple of em would get it Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row I hit the road on the weekends to do a showĪin’t ask for money but they still gave a lil’ dough Then Ben startin’ up Reach Records was all I needed I ain’t wanna blow up just wanna give em Jesus I got these young dudes lovin’ the way I eat the beat up I got creative took the money that I madeĪnd bought a beat machine now it’s me and T-Dot up lateĪnd I volunteer at detention centers to be a leader Moved out my momma house but still this music was the motiveĪround this time I’m bumpin’ Tunnel Rats and CMRīut Lil’ Jon was on the radio and on the charts I got a job installin’ cable then I got promoted Got my degree but writin’ songs was my fascination