Bizzle - Fill My Cup lyrics

Uh man, it feels like the struggle
Realer than it's ever been
We still in it, though
C-Life on the beat, boy right? Woo!

I just wanna spend time with Him (Ayy)
Not pray like I'm waiting to get up
I just wanna get it in one time
Without a mind drift
Mind flip like a switch, uh
I wanna pray through the crisis, uh
Next thought breaks into violence
Get away, figured I can pray in the quiet
My mind just goes ape when it's silence, uh
I just wanna do right
But, I slip more than a few times
I can't, I was hoping you might
Help me get it righteous in due time
I don't wanna live how the blind do (Huh)
Walk right by You into the bayou
Lie like I tried to find You
But let me hit a quick lick
And if I don't get rich, i'll try you
(Ayy) we owe you more than to play (yeah)
You close till we know that we gon' get away
With the bag you roll in dough
You going astray but, it's sad
It's only when you broke and you pray (yeah)
Knowing it's true
I'd rather be broken in two if
That'd get me closer to you
Than front like I'm whole when I know
It's a hole in my soul
You the only one know what to do with it
Holy and true to You be the glory
I study you like a historian do
I'm a warrior with a sword
That can turn an enemy of
Yours into freaking warrior food
God Over Money the movement
You blackball who
I smack your blackball with a pool stick
We too sick, we already know who truth is
We can't fold to the dark-side, we too lit
Bizzle, yeah!

I submit it all to You, God
I've been in my mind all day (All day)
Couldn't go to sleep last night
(Last night, yeah)
I just need to see Your face (See Your face)
Maybe I can get back right

So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)

Uh i'mma keep on praying
Whole truth, nothing but the truth
I'mma keep on saying
Finna ride the beat like Debo
On that bike, that squeak, throw
In a prayer at night, it's like a cheat code
Ain't it? No petrol, just diesel banging
Out the shack
You would think number 34 playing
West coast to the East coast beast-mode
On the beats
Each flow make the King more famous
Speak to the mountain, watch obstacles moving
If you give your life to God
Watch what He do with it
Christ is the ruler, now I am a shooter
Shoot prayer through the roof
Like duu-duu-duu-duu with it
Go ahead and make your request known
Whatever your dress code
You're wearing the best coach
You're covered in the Blood of
The one who bled for
The sins of the world over the most slept on
We are ready for Heaven
You ready? Then let's go
Yeshua better than whatever you won't let go
Devil tryna set us up, whatever we blessed
Though
And if I fail, it'll be for telling them
"Heck no" struggle I might, though
But I stay tied to the light pole
The body with me, I don't play iso
I might fall, but I'm cool 'cause I know
That Christ rules, so I'm
Righteous in His sight, though

I submit it all to You, God
I've been in my mind all day (All day)
Couldn't go to sleep last night
(Last night, yeah)
I just need to see Your face (See Your face)
Maybe I can get back right

So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)
So, dear Lord, fill up my cup
(I submit it all to You, God)