Lecrae, 1K Phew - No Church in a While lyrics
[Lecrae, 1K Phew - No Church in a While lyrics]
Hello?
See I'm sittin' down in my
Whip and I'm just
Tryna figure out how I can go
To church as I is, i mean as I am
I'm not a bad guy, I've been
Tellin' all of my partners
"It ain't no scam"
Even when I got jammed up
I told the lady cop, "Yes ma'am"
And I just had a court case
Why you judgin' me too?
That ain't even what the Bible say
You supposed to love me too
I was in the mud, you supposed to pull me up
You just drug me through
I was poppin' all the pills
You ain't pray for me
You just drugged me too
Comin' up, I was bumpin'
That Cross Movement
They was still callin' it thug music
Gospel Gangsta when I'm walkin' in
You want the fake daps and fake hug music
When they hear the strip club music
They gon' get thе instrumental
If I play "Fettuccine" for thе strippers
I bet it get real sentimental, uh
Life is like a box of colored pencils
They tryna write the rules with no utensils
You lookin' so stupid, plain and simple
You might as well vandalize the temple
You might as well go to Heaven and tell
God, "Move, step aside, 'nd
Allow me", pssh, that's crazy
You ain't finna get struck 'round me
And I know Christ died for us
But that ain't make you king
I put that on angel wings, I'm tellin'
Why you givin' me the run-around?
We on the same team
Why you keep crabbin' on my
Lifestyle? That's Eugene, see, look
I don't wanna just walk
Around, feelin' sad inside
That's blue jeans
Yeah, I don't care if y'all
Sittin' there watchin' me
That's you stream
I don't care about your made
Up philosophy, I read Proverbs, fool
What you mean, "Get up off the stage
Right now"? You came to my concert, fool
It ain't even gotta be like
This but I'm fed up, man
They be sayin' I'm prideful when
I got my head up, man
Why you tryna come fight me?
You ain't even squared up, man
I don't want no smoke 'cause the
Gang might tear it up, man
I feel like, now
I feel like my spiritual walk is a
Lot better than where it was
I think because I did grow up in
The church and I had this
It was like this pressure to go every Sunday
Yeah, uh, ayy no church in a while, God
Please help out your child
I'm pandemic to my limit's and
They treatin' me so foul
I was tryna help my people
Felt like Moses fo' a minute
But these people call me fake and
Tell they children not to listen
I thought we was family, I
Thought we was kin, deeper than our skin
I thought we was blood
Covered by it for our deepest sins
I ain't been to church in quite a min'
Partially because I'm nervous that these
Folks won't let me in
I be feelin' like they hate me and lately
They twist my words up to bait me
And I try to dispel the rumors
But all that's drivin' me crazy
But if I'm honest there's some pastors
Who passionate 'bout my peace
I be wantin' to blame the church but
Some of it reside with me
I'm finally open to try it
To tour a club or a church
After quarantine, I was like, "Man
I'm good if I never search"
But I need the people like I need my senses
Hopefully, we find consensus and we
Come to our senses no church in a while
See I'm sittin' down in my
Whip and I'm just
Tryna figure out how I can go
To church as I is, i mean as I am
I'm not a bad guy, I've been
Tellin' all of my partners
"It ain't no scam"
Even when I got jammed up
I told the lady cop, "Yes ma'am"
And I just had a court case
Why you judgin' me too?
That ain't even what the Bible say
You supposed to love me too
I was in the mud, you supposed to pull me up
You just drug me through
I was poppin' all the pills
You ain't pray for me
You just drugged me too
Comin' up, I was bumpin'
That Cross Movement
They was still callin' it thug music
Gospel Gangsta when I'm walkin' in
You want the fake daps and fake hug music
When they hear the strip club music
They gon' get thе instrumental
If I play "Fettuccine" for thе strippers
I bet it get real sentimental, uh
Life is like a box of colored pencils
They tryna write the rules with no utensils
You lookin' so stupid, plain and simple
You might as well vandalize the temple
You might as well go to Heaven and tell
God, "Move, step aside, 'nd
Allow me", pssh, that's crazy
You ain't finna get struck 'round me
And I know Christ died for us
But that ain't make you king
I put that on angel wings, I'm tellin'
Why you givin' me the run-around?
We on the same team
Why you keep crabbin' on my
Lifestyle? That's Eugene, see, look
I don't wanna just walk
Around, feelin' sad inside
That's blue jeans
Yeah, I don't care if y'all
Sittin' there watchin' me
That's you stream
I don't care about your made
Up philosophy, I read Proverbs, fool
What you mean, "Get up off the stage
Right now"? You came to my concert, fool
It ain't even gotta be like
This but I'm fed up, man
They be sayin' I'm prideful when
I got my head up, man
Why you tryna come fight me?
You ain't even squared up, man
I don't want no smoke 'cause the
Gang might tear it up, man
I feel like, now
I feel like my spiritual walk is a
Lot better than where it was
I think because I did grow up in
The church and I had this
It was like this pressure to go every Sunday
Yeah, uh, ayy no church in a while, God
Please help out your child
I'm pandemic to my limit's and
They treatin' me so foul
I was tryna help my people
Felt like Moses fo' a minute
But these people call me fake and
Tell they children not to listen
I thought we was family, I
Thought we was kin, deeper than our skin
I thought we was blood
Covered by it for our deepest sins
I ain't been to church in quite a min'
Partially because I'm nervous that these
Folks won't let me in
I be feelin' like they hate me and lately
They twist my words up to bait me
And I try to dispel the rumors
But all that's drivin' me crazy
But if I'm honest there's some pastors
Who passionate 'bout my peace
I be wantin' to blame the church but
Some of it reside with me
I'm finally open to try it
To tour a club or a church
After quarantine, I was like, "Man
I'm good if I never search"
But I need the people like I need my senses
Hopefully, we find consensus and we
Come to our senses no church in a while