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Lyrics:
Hook: Living my life now I'm free like a bird, living my life now I live by the word who do u know that can live by the truth, use to finessing I'll show u the proof Everyday everyday everyday everyday, making a difference boy I'm trying to find a way In this world I'm a stranger, I do it for the homie from the manger
Verse 1: No more flipping and ripping and making it stretch, living my life now with God on my chest God on my heart, playing my part, work of his art, gavee a start, topping these charts treat the rap like the kitchen I'm making it hard. fresh out the yard, fresh with my squad, doing our thing and we reppin for God strangers we are love is for all , hate on my faith I ain't living for yall this ain't a dance by I go go, on a mission for the high even when low how could I get high if the work indoor, called high and this Here what I'm in for Flip and I flip and I flip ambidextrous, free from them chains like I'm fresh out of exodus grind ain't impetuous, aint for a necklace, changing my neck of woods I'm hitting up everyhood everything understood my face good Bridge: Living by faith and I'm feeling some type of way, word its gone hurt like its coming from a k I'm trying find a way, ain't got no time to play, heavens a mile a way fade like we hardaway don't live by the broader way, go through the narrow gate Verse 2:
Ride for saints but my team be the fins, I know where's my side I ain't playing the fence trying to save souls I aint worried bout ins, no love is greater then laying your life down for all of your friends at it again, this aint pretend, what I be talking worth more then a Benz, this aint game u can start it again Broke from the streets like I parted some twins, prayed for some insight and lost me some friends use to ruff riding while drinking some jin, but came from the streets came from the mud played in the cleats boy I came from the east, but I had to chill one day everyday it's a feast, get it in from sunday to sunday Still I gotta help the homies in the chain gang Say u from a different hood well its the same thang He made us all boy it wasn't just a big bang Bet you feel it on your neck like its a big chain Bridge: Living by faith and I'm feeling some type of way, word its gone hurt like its coming from a k I'm trying find a way, ain't got no time to play, heavens a mile a way fade like we hardaway don't live by the broader way, go through the narrow gate
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