[Intro: Samoria Green & Natalie Green]
(Yes, God)
We don't want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord)
We want the lord (Yes, Jesus)
And that's it (Yes, God)
Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus)
Jesus praise the Lord (Yes, God)
Hallelujah, God (Yes, God)
We don't want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord)
We want the lord (Yes, Jesus)
And that's it (Yes, God)
Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus)
Jesus

[Verse: Kota The Friend]
Rooftop sessions
Pigeons on the ledge came to scoop my message
Never really fit in on the block, no Tetris
Used to eat peanut butter straight, no beverage, ugh
I just wanna feed my son
Where the bag nigga? See my gun?
Never really thought about growing old
Because niggas with a dream die young
But that’s first grade
Damned if I die up in this bird cage
Mama said fuck what the church say, so I never been
Working at a job gettin’ dirt pay
Slit my wrist on a Thursday, 5 AM
Woke up, I’m alive again
Same dream for the past week, shit so weird
I live good, get bread, nigga got no fear
I see heaven from the jet so clear, and that’s real shit
Calling me prophet, tell my truth, it pays to be honest
If my momma need it I got it
If my youngin’ bleeding I stop it, ugh
All my niggas know that I’m bout it
All my women know that I’m solid
If God send that wave then I ride it, ugh