Lecrae, 1K Phew - Born Sinner Lyrics

(FOREVERROLLING)
Y'all ready?
What we doin'? Yeah, yeah
Come on, yeah, yeah
One-six ('Crae, Phew)

Ayy, young boy got bands on me (bands)
Mama just laid hands on me
Last year I was down bad
But God had big plans for me (big plans)
Callin' plays like D'Antoni (D'Ani)
Grindin' like I got Vans on me (yeah)
Rollin' like I got wheels on me (wheels)
Born sinner, tryna live, homie (ayy, ayy)

Ayy, I'm just tryna live righteous, ayy
Made it through a life crisis, ayy
Legalism ain't no license, ayy
Gave God all of my vices, ayy
Tryna step out of my cycle
Raisin' my kids and raisin' my FICO
Tryna go to heaven, not viral
I like the words in my Bible
All I ever wanted was some better understanding
But I'm still with the drama like I'm Don Cannon
Sharp just like I'm Shannon, lobster and salmon
I'm from where them choppers singin' like they Fred Hammond

Ayy, young boy got bands on me (bands)
Mama just laid hands on me (hands)
Last year I was down bad
But God had big plans for me (big plans)
Callin' plays like D'Antoni (D'Ani)
Grindin' like I got Vans on me (yeah)
Rollin' like I got wheels on me (wheels)
Born sinner, tryna live, homie (let's go)

Father God, can you please help me be perfect like the whole church is? (Father)
They tryna tell me I'm worthless (totally)
Like I wasn't smokin' with the church kids (like, what?)
And I knew I wasn't 'jit trippin' when I seen the pastor make a little purchase (it's true)
He said, "Son don't you go tell nobody, now get your butt back in service"
So I got it poppin' for the paparazzi (paparazzi)
I'm a Gospel rapper, time to copyright it (copyright)
When I told the streets, they all got excited
Now I'm in the trap 'cause I got invited (let's go)
Not a insider, but a outsider (uh-huh)
I'm a Eastsider, you're a clout writer (haha)
I seen you covered up in that Living Clean
You got a mask on with no sanitizer (let's go)

Young boy got bands on me
Mama just laid hands on me
Last year I was down bad
But God had big plans for me (big plans)
Callin' plays like D'Antoni (D'Ani)
Grindin' like I got Vans on me (yeah)
Rollin' like I got wheels on me (wheels)
Born sinner, tryna live, homie

(Young boy got bands on me)
(Mama just laid hands on me)