Lecrae, Christon Gray - Rejects lyrics
[Lecrae, Christon Gray - Rejects lyrics]
I think they think they know me
I think they think they get it
Some holy water
Crucifix 'n mix it with some lyrics
But this ain't that and that ain't rap
We're going in lock the front
Door if I ain't back
They feelin you, Crae, it's cool
I respect it
But I won't be a slave to acceptance
I got my co-sign from the master
So Maranatha they like the flow
Oh they go'n love the message (For real?)
Nah, I'm sure that they'll reject it
But that's what they supposed to do
Don't wanna see, they opposing views
Say they married to the game but
Mayne they souls stay itchin'
She never hit the spot
I guess that's why they call her misses
My snap back fitted, the choir robe didn't
And I don't play church, partna
This is what I'm living
Hey Bun call from Texas, told me "Crae
I get it you are no impostor
You spit it how you live it"
Them inmates tellin me keep spittin
'n don't quit it
Cause when that music play they
Ain't worried about the sentence
25 to life boy the dead has risen
So tell Sing Sing
The king is coming back to get 'em
I'm so reckless with my message
I don't care tho
Call me a weirdo, but I'm an heir though
And if I say it, then I mean what I say
Boy I live for the truth and
I die for The Way
And when that inspiration hit me I write it
While try to fight it
If I'm thinking too hard, don't try it
They'll never buy it
And if they don't buy it
They don't buy it, okay, i get it
They want inherited wealth
So I'm giving them the business
You are not your momma, your daddy
Whatever happened you are not the product of
All of your life's misshappnins
That is just a lie that you
Tell yourself when it's tragic
But I believe in miracles
I don't believe in magic made in His image
Most of y'all don't hear me
Looking for identity in the
Things that you givin the gift
Not the giver mayne it's cold in the winter
When you base your life's existence on
Looking like you's a winner
That S class Mercedes, Bugatti
And that Bentley
Won't fit up in my coffin when I die
Can't take em with me
But still I let em tempt me
They show me what I'm worth
But none of then can solve
My problems or my hurt reject me
This is not the first time I'm far
From just gettin my feet wet
And this is won't be the last time
I tell the world about your love and
They tell me I'm a reject
Yeah, they look at me like a reject
Go and treat me like a reject
Cause if it's how you treated my King
Then for Christ's sake
Say all I wanna be is a reject
I think they think they get it
Some holy water
Crucifix 'n mix it with some lyrics
But this ain't that and that ain't rap
We're going in lock the front
Door if I ain't back
They feelin you, Crae, it's cool
I respect it
But I won't be a slave to acceptance
I got my co-sign from the master
So Maranatha they like the flow
Oh they go'n love the message (For real?)
Nah, I'm sure that they'll reject it
But that's what they supposed to do
Don't wanna see, they opposing views
Say they married to the game but
Mayne they souls stay itchin'
She never hit the spot
I guess that's why they call her misses
My snap back fitted, the choir robe didn't
And I don't play church, partna
This is what I'm living
Hey Bun call from Texas, told me "Crae
I get it you are no impostor
You spit it how you live it"
Them inmates tellin me keep spittin
'n don't quit it
Cause when that music play they
Ain't worried about the sentence
25 to life boy the dead has risen
So tell Sing Sing
The king is coming back to get 'em
I'm so reckless with my message
I don't care tho
Call me a weirdo, but I'm an heir though
And if I say it, then I mean what I say
Boy I live for the truth and
I die for The Way
And when that inspiration hit me I write it
While try to fight it
If I'm thinking too hard, don't try it
They'll never buy it
And if they don't buy it
They don't buy it, okay, i get it
They want inherited wealth
So I'm giving them the business
You are not your momma, your daddy
Whatever happened you are not the product of
All of your life's misshappnins
That is just a lie that you
Tell yourself when it's tragic
But I believe in miracles
I don't believe in magic made in His image
Most of y'all don't hear me
Looking for identity in the
Things that you givin the gift
Not the giver mayne it's cold in the winter
When you base your life's existence on
Looking like you's a winner
That S class Mercedes, Bugatti
And that Bentley
Won't fit up in my coffin when I die
Can't take em with me
But still I let em tempt me
They show me what I'm worth
But none of then can solve
My problems or my hurt reject me
This is not the first time I'm far
From just gettin my feet wet
And this is won't be the last time
I tell the world about your love and
They tell me I'm a reject
Yeah, they look at me like a reject
Go and treat me like a reject
Cause if it's how you treated my King
Then for Christ's sake
Say all I wanna be is a reject