All God

Man I love him, I really really love him

Now let me add the credit for the things I did

It's nothing

You think I'm bluffing, like poker was the subject

But I ain't gotta front, he's got my back I'm royal flushin' out that old tune like me, me, me

In everything I hope He shows through like end of seasons

Got ten thousand reasons plus more if I'm breathing

You see us, we winning, we kinda been cheatin'

Don't trip, yep, it's all God

He's perfect even when we're not

Hear us bragging 'bout Him, yep, that's squad