God Over Money, Datin, Bumps INF, Bizzle - Bow Down lyrics

Yeah, here we go bizzle, Datin, Bumps
God over money err'body want to be a god
But can't nobody do, what God do

We willing to try any way, but the way of God
You whether play a god, 'til AK involved
And they sprayin' off
And you lay in the arms of your baby moms
Prayin' 'cuz it's hard to stay a god
When you facin' God say bruh
You gon' wake up in three days or nah
Any man can put on death, God can take it off
(yeah)
And what He did for him, He can do for you
But, you gon' have to bow down
And acknowledge who is who
He the Father, you the child, baby
Coochy coo he's supreme
You are just dukie in a gucci suit (Whoo)
How many times you did what you
Never thought you would do? (Huh?)


Thoughts in your mind, that a ruin you
If we knew were true (Huh?)
Wе are all filthy, homie
And that's the crisis
Nonе of us are righteous
Only the Lord Christ is (Jesus)
It is HIm, who gives life to the lifeless
(yeah)
You can't buy what's priceless, my advice is
Bow down father, forgive us
For we know not what we do
We try to reach the world
But they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed (Uh oh)
Bow Down

So, you think you're a god, huh?
So, tell me, what did you create?
Did you put the sun, stars
And the moon in place?
Did you form the earth
Then create the human race?
Do they worship you
Do billions turn to you in faith?
No, yeah I kind of figured that
'Cuz you're confined and limit's that
Are not confined in Him in fact
He's outside the time
I don't know what goes on
Inside that mind of yours
But, it's safe to assume that you
Were just blind with pride
Here's todays mathematics, boy
You ain't the lord i read Genesis one
And your name ain't involved
How could you claim you God?
When you can't even wipe your behind right
You got doodoo stains
When you change your drawers
Newsflash, you're finite being you grown
Prolly still pullin' on your
Night light string
You're terrified of the dark
And when that fright, might scream
Hey, He's the light you cry for
You ain't like my King his name's Jesus

Father, forgive us
For we know not what we do
We try to reach the world
But they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed bow down

For those that never heard my name just once
Let's get this part up out
The way, what's up, my name is Bumps
I serve a King, and if you want His place
Okay good luck you sleep
I'll wake you up and serve you
Like I made you lunch
Yeah, rapper's today basically faked the funk
Nothin' to say, hey it's okay
If it creates a buzz, just make it up
Let me say this for those who play too much
Ya'll need minute restrictions, and
Oh by the way, you suck (Haha)
It's not just skill that I take issue with
There's all the lyin'
The kids that listen in and if and
When they thought to try it
But we are trackin' all the awful
Things that may have happened
A chain reaction, the result of things
You made attractive
It's no excuse, to tell the truth, homie
You ain't a savage
Because it sells, just be yourself
Just look how great, b' rap is
And I don't mean to sound condescendin'
But yo, we not competin', if God's with me
The odds of beating's me low
Not that it's even close
But doubt that each these souls
Piranhas feeding ya, deep in your conscience
Thinking you know
I'm not the one that you're in
War with and that's more important
The one you fightin' is a titan
And His sword's enormous
The day the Lord assured it on glory, man
You're an orbit
'Cuz to Him is sorta like what
A basketball court's to Jordan
They go hand in hand more
Than Mormans, in Portland, oregon
It'd be your misfortune for
Tryin' to award abortion
Or, you can give it to Him now
And live forever as a free man

Like Morgan, get it, wow father, forgive us
For we know not what we do
We try to reach the world
But they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed bow down