[Intro: Anike]
Lord, You're worthy of our praise
Give you glory, we know that Jesus saves (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Anike]
Last year was a struggle through pain
Had me thinkin' like, "God, when You makin' a way?"
Yeah, I leaned in, got committed to change
How you do the same thing every day and complain? Look
Usin' saves for your game ain't wit' it
God-planned, got me tailor-made, custom-fitted, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Anike]
I dedicate my life to Yahweh (Ayy)
Not my will be done, it's Your way 'cause
[Chorus]
Lord, You're worthy of our praise
Give you glory, we know that Jesus saves
Herе's our worship, give Him thanks
Hold our heads high, we know You'll makе a way
[Verse 2: Anike]
Yeah, yeah, run it back time, this flow gettin' baptized
Up in churches, ain't talkin' 'bout the deep-fried
We fly, might fall, but we get up
Don't play with the fruit, that's a setup
Never let up, I'ma say it again
Can't have a chip on my shoulder, I'ma lay it again
With the body, my anatomy gon' grand again
Got the V-I-C, know we takin' the win
Give Him praise, though, from your hands to your ankles
Shake your body for the Lord, keep it tasteful
Grateful, been makin' a way
Yeah, we made it from the business to the USA
So many flights, I'm friends with the TSA
So many nights had to pray with that Bible say
Lord, You're worthy of our praise
Give you glory, we know that Jesus saves (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Anike]
Last year was a struggle through pain
Had me thinkin' like, "God, when You makin' a way?"
Yeah, I leaned in, got committed to change
How you do the same thing every day and complain? Look
Usin' saves for your game ain't wit' it
God-planned, got me tailor-made, custom-fitted, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Anike]
I dedicate my life to Yahweh (Ayy)
Not my will be done, it's Your way 'cause
[Chorus]
Lord, You're worthy of our praise
Give you glory, we know that Jesus saves
Herе's our worship, give Him thanks
Hold our heads high, we know You'll makе a way
[Verse 2: Anike]
Yeah, yeah, run it back time, this flow gettin' baptized
Up in churches, ain't talkin' 'bout the deep-fried
We fly, might fall, but we get up
Don't play with the fruit, that's a setup
Never let up, I'ma say it again
Can't have a chip on my shoulder, I'ma lay it again
With the body, my anatomy gon' grand again
Got the V-I-C, know we takin' the win
Give Him praise, though, from your hands to your ankles
Shake your body for the Lord, keep it tasteful
Grateful, been makin' a way
Yeah, we made it from the business to the USA
So many flights, I'm friends with the TSA
So many nights had to pray with that Bible say
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