Can't Give Up Lyrics

What's this?

A old record I used to play

Uh never mind that

Desensitized

Demoralized

Deep in my lies

Desperate for cries

How I get healing if they ain't my type

Go find the source and stay flowing with God

Looking for something I know that ain't right

Didn't care cus it was out of spite

Moving too fast, couldn't get through the night

Mixing my pain with high, no Sprite

I know I messed up entirely

I cannot see the entirety

But I saw Christ

No mistaking, no disguising it

It was a whole lot of pride in it, just see the light

I read His word and respond to it, that's what He wants

Just an inquiry

I am no arsonist but spread the fire inside of me

And then I just let the choir sing

I can't give up

What do I look like being a fool

God made commands, I follow the rules

I ain't no metalhead, I'm a tool

I can't give up

We are his chosen, ain't it the truth

Really on missions, gotta follow through

Giving up caveman, no crood

I can't give up

Put too much work in my faith and belief

Don't wanna waste time tryna chief

Too busy treading light, no crease

I can't give up

Until my earth is praising my king

Lifting up every voice to sing

Facing whoever gon' hop in the ring

Nah you ain't really like me

Cus I got my God inside me

You can't talk, you too busy typing

Or killing or scamming and swiping

No judgement, cost too pricy

I just do what I do, it might be

The way to the Kingdom inside me

Pedal to metal I'm gassing the light, b

Skrt

Hop out of flesh and I'm feeling like Spike Lee

Cus my vision on 20, no Visine

Got the drop, I'm here in spite of thee

Putting the tear in a 2 minute cry scene

Got you feeling the Ghost, crikey

Best believe I pray for you Mikey

Praying for everyone, cus you gotta keep trying

I can't give up

What do I look like being a fool

God made commands, I follow the rules

I ain't no metalhead, I'm a tool

I can't give up

We are his chosen, ain't it the truth

Really on missions, gotta follow through

Giving up caveman, no crood

I can't give up

Put too much into my faith and belief

Don't wanna waste time tryna chief

Too busy treading light, no crease

I can't give up

Until the earth is praising my king

Lifting up every voice to sing

Facing whoever hop in the ring

You see? That's why we gotta fight the good fight of faith

Faith as small as a mustard seed can grow into God's blessing