You'll Shine Lyrics

F.O.B. stand up we here

Fam of Bril stand up we here

Never gone call yall fans man yall more like fam

God said you got problems

So put pen in hand

Fob stand up we here

God get all our drive over here

Peeped in your whip and I saw fear

Never gone love your journey if you let Him steer

F.O.B. and Abba tribe

Folks tell yall go reach for the sky

Yeah that's cool and that sound nice

But I stay with Jesus and reach for mine

F.O.B. and Abba tribe

Forget your numbers how hard you grind

Riches be so fleeting man

If it's in His will then take your time

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

When you with the son don't trip you'll shine

I had a scary obsession with metrics I'd rather be counting my blessings

It's in His will I ain't stressing bout messes I know He killing the extra

Shine like a diamond in all of this pressure

Shine like a diamond in all of this

Lot of folks never will measure to all that He planned for they life cuz they doing endeavors the aint even posed to

You love Jesus but ain't even hopeful

Went through every emotion with the mission given I put in my all cuz I'm sposed to

Your excuse is all that you go through

My reason is all that He goes through

Your excuse is all that you go through

My reason is all that He goes through