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Tory Lanez - MSG 4 God's Children Lyrics (2020)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
Elyas
Elyas
Programming
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Foreign Teck
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
Songwriter
Michael Hernandez
Michael Hernandez
Songwriter
Barrington Wright
Barrington Wright
Songwriter
Elias Sticken
Elias Sticken
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Elyas
Elyas
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Johann Chavez
Johann Chavez
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

'90s televisions, that raised me Made me feel like it was gravy, I wasn't crazy Nowadays, the kids all lazy, the pics all crazy In the land of doing drugs and bustin' clips off safety I be cryin' to the Lord in the times that I feel unsure Wisdom of the scriptures, like carvin' lines in the sword I pray we stick together like all the vines on the wall Climbin' until we fall, and drivin' until we stall Designer clothes got us here dyin' in every store Buyin' and when we pour, knowin' this shit a hassle and Money that should've been gone to ownin' bigger castles And still we out dibble-dabblin', try to find it abroad Livin' life in this fog, our eyes covered With all the self-inflicted danger, we could die from it I'm runnin' through the gangs, just tryna find some tithes from it Eyes buggin' the times that I said it, I love it 'Cause I grew to love myself and whoever's above me And plus, my family and my brothers who love me This is God purpose I know the Devil wanna scratch me off surface But every attempt he tryin' is worthless, that boy'll never get me Or represent me full-out and get to resent me I'm part of Jehovah army, I know exactly who sent me And I don't mean to sound like I'm preachin' you down Disregard my past ways, this what I'm teachin' you now Words that I should've been spoke, I'ma speak 'em up now Niggas try to even my style while keepin' me down I can tell you, so many won't find reason for livin' Wanna be a helpin' hand, but don't know how to give it I told 'em, fall on your knees, repent for your evil deeds Ask God to show you, but nigga, actually seek Mean it when you say it, don't pray it because I told you Do it for the need of Him to show you, I'm tellin' y'all I ain't never, ever, ever felt better, dawg Bentley pullin' up, Bentayga, still smellin' off (Yeah) I love my haters when they jealous, dawg (Uh) 'Cause all that I could do is flourish, dawg (Yeah) Daystar
Writer(s): Michael F. Hernandez, Dave Hall, Daystar Peterson, Erik Lee Milteer, Barrington Wright, Patrice L. Rushen, Elias Sticken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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