[Chorus: Paul Russell]
All these blessings got me
On my knees
Feelin' wavy with me
On a screen
If you ridin' with us
Get the keys
Like is it difficult?
No, it’s a breeze
It’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
Yo, it’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
Yo, it’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
I’m up in the VIP, but it’s all on G, O, D
[Verse 1: Ruslan]
Paul, he sent me what he sent me thinkin' he goes first
I ain’t telling him beats like this can make my ego worse
Cause it’s a breeze, we ain’t do it for the cheese
Make you freeze like watchin' yo' first California burrito burst
Ain’t a tourist, man, listen what the chorus say
I just came to do whatever God said are the orders
Stay down for the tours, lay down on my doors- wait
I ain’t with distorted faith, you should stop ignorin' bae
Some of these conversations, I swear that they be so odd
Ask if I’m a minister, I told 'em that’s my home squad
Meanin' that’s my home job, meanin' that I’m home first
Yes, I own my own job, I know that makes yo' soul hurt
Ain’t been to a home church, but I feel like my home’s church
Showed up to my church home, I guess to do their homework
I cannot be covert, God, He did it all
Reset me whole and made my soul work so
All these blessings got me
On my knees
Feelin' wavy with me
On a screen
If you ridin' with us
Get the keys
Like is it difficult?
No, it’s a breeze
It’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
Yo, it’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
Yo, it’s a breeze, boy, I told you it’s a breeze
I’m up in the VIP, but it’s all on G, O, D
[Verse 1: Ruslan]
Paul, he sent me what he sent me thinkin' he goes first
I ain’t telling him beats like this can make my ego worse
Cause it’s a breeze, we ain’t do it for the cheese
Make you freeze like watchin' yo' first California burrito burst
Ain’t a tourist, man, listen what the chorus say
I just came to do whatever God said are the orders
Stay down for the tours, lay down on my doors- wait
I ain’t with distorted faith, you should stop ignorin' bae
Some of these conversations, I swear that they be so odd
Ask if I’m a minister, I told 'em that’s my home squad
Meanin' that’s my home job, meanin' that I’m home first
Yes, I own my own job, I know that makes yo' soul hurt
Ain’t been to a home church, but I feel like my home’s church
Showed up to my church home, I guess to do their homework
I cannot be covert, God, He did it all
Reset me whole and made my soul work so
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