Stand On My Feet ft. Troy Reign Lyrics

Came this far, we ain't slowing up

Made it out the maze, only going up

Came this far, we ain't slowing up

Made it out the maze, only going up

Made it out the quicksand, stepped over glass

Legs heavy just from carrying the load

Seen Satan in my path but I rolled over him

Didn't pay him no mind, gave a cold shoulder, I'm over it

These days yo we ain't scared we up

Finally boxing my demons inside a ring with superior stamina

Momma watched me transform to a man, I'm more serious now

Had to speak to the Lord, I been restored

Devil plottin' tryna get me to fall

He steady talking only now I could hear through the walls

I keep my ears tuned in

My vision no longer impaired, I been seeing clear

Mind on invincible time, I'm not the little guy

God told me pick a side, couldn't play the middle

Stopped hanging on the fence, raised up, we more dangerous

Used to wallow in the dark, Yeshua had to save me

Especially in the last days, lessons from the past made me

I can't afford to loose track no more

'Cause now I'm ready if the devil tryna ask for war

My passion unmatched I practice 'til the cows come home

Hard to think where it's crowded, sometimes I need some time alone

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling

Yea, hell bound, heaven redeemed

We gon' make it's what I'm telling my team

This old lady tried to get me, I got hell in my dreams

I don't cry 'cause, they ain't tell me melanin bleeds

I got tears in my bottle and it's pain in my verses

You know your heart bitter when you hang with your curses

They was judgmental so I ain't bang with the churches

Plus the way that they was acting, that ain't praise, this a circus

Chin check, new disciples might just look like Dipset

We gotta raise the bar like a bench press

I ain't got a collar on, but I got my father on

Might just get married, get my Simba and Nala on

Hang around with Jesus like I'm Peter, still rough around the edges

Over-righteous Christians, please don't judge me if I mess up

27 Club was calling my name

God's grace got me still in the game, what we doing God

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling

I ain't worried 'bout nobody else opinion but God's

Yo it's time to put the foot down and finish the job

My minutes is numbered and play time's done, we do not run

I'm locked in, don't ever concern me with being popular

My mind is made up, we blazing the fire's raising

I make moves precise I'm not lazy

A couple spirits watching with binoculars lately

Still stand on my feet it's only God that could save me, end of conversation

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling

Eyes on the prize

Still thank God I could stand on my feet

Swam in the deep end ran thru the heat

In too deep we ain't fumbling

In too deep we ain't fumbling