[Intro]
[Verse 1]
We done came up in the game to rep the name, that’s the norm
Not your big body Lac, fat paper stacks, or your charm
Or your ladylike diva you use to keep you warm
And not the fat happy sack of doja to keep you calm
While you big daddy grilling ‘em, Sprewell spinning ‘em
Cadillac killing ‘em, the LORD ain’t filling ‘em
See He’s the King and your rocks ain’t worth a thing
Yet you rock the bling (bling), but you ain’t gon' mock the King
Cause the rocks would sing before He let you block His thing
Man just watch the scene (scene) because the Rock, He is the King
And He's throwed, but you busy worshipping chrome
Thick yellow bones in the zone living life on your own
And the Lord’s chilling watching man trust himself
While we all sinning, we front like we don’t need His help
But we all missing the fact that trusting in yourself
While you called Christian, is still sin in itself
[Hook]
Houston we have a, we, we have a, we have a problem 4x
[Verse 2]
Now you know that you should leave the streets, puffing sweets
Chasing cash from week to week, but you won’t because you fiend to see your dreams
Owning a house at that place where you can see the beach
And easily get them girls that you can see that leave the beach
So she can be your stand for one night in between the sheets
And then you leave, hop inside your 'Lac so you can peep the scene
You keep it clean gripping on your grain as you sip the lean
Swinging mean, feeling like a pimp, brush your shoulders off
You can live like a boss, you can floss like a boss
Pay the cost to rep the North, rock a cross and still be lost
Cause without the Savior, no neighbor no paper
No Jacob no make-up could make up the break up, but make us forsake the Creator
That’s why we need a Savior, that’s why I’m hollering out Jesus
We drowning in our sin and we need Him to come retrieve us
Believe us, it’s time you stopped trusting in yourself
Plus your wealth, lay aside every weight before you crush yourself
[Verse 1]
We done came up in the game to rep the name, that’s the norm
Not your big body Lac, fat paper stacks, or your charm
Or your ladylike diva you use to keep you warm
And not the fat happy sack of doja to keep you calm
While you big daddy grilling ‘em, Sprewell spinning ‘em
Cadillac killing ‘em, the LORD ain’t filling ‘em
See He’s the King and your rocks ain’t worth a thing
Yet you rock the bling (bling), but you ain’t gon' mock the King
Cause the rocks would sing before He let you block His thing
Man just watch the scene (scene) because the Rock, He is the King
And He's throwed, but you busy worshipping chrome
Thick yellow bones in the zone living life on your own
And the Lord’s chilling watching man trust himself
While we all sinning, we front like we don’t need His help
But we all missing the fact that trusting in yourself
While you called Christian, is still sin in itself
[Hook]
Houston we have a, we, we have a, we have a problem 4x
[Verse 2]
Now you know that you should leave the streets, puffing sweets
Chasing cash from week to week, but you won’t because you fiend to see your dreams
Owning a house at that place where you can see the beach
And easily get them girls that you can see that leave the beach
So she can be your stand for one night in between the sheets
And then you leave, hop inside your 'Lac so you can peep the scene
You keep it clean gripping on your grain as you sip the lean
Swinging mean, feeling like a pimp, brush your shoulders off
You can live like a boss, you can floss like a boss
Pay the cost to rep the North, rock a cross and still be lost
Cause without the Savior, no neighbor no paper
No Jacob no make-up could make up the break up, but make us forsake the Creator
That’s why we need a Savior, that’s why I’m hollering out Jesus
We drowning in our sin and we need Him to come retrieve us
Believe us, it’s time you stopped trusting in yourself
Plus your wealth, lay aside every weight before you crush yourself
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