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Tedashii
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tedashii
Songwriter
Alex Hitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Hitchens
Producer
Lyrics
Wha'ts happening homeboy?
Yeah I see you
Standing in that store, doin' it right
Everybody struggle with it but we
We don't like to talk about it
Well Ima talk about it
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
Hey, what's happening hommie
Hey, hey, whaitdew mane
Don't know bout you but I'm working
Trying to keep pressing mane
In life
With rhymes
I fight with people pleasing
That's trife, this time
I'm fighting to please Jesus
I'm done with it dog
All the lying and masquerading
The fronting and the faking
I hate it, life feels so vacant
I used to let 'em make it
Even if it got blatant
No matter how flagrant
I'd let it slide like stealing bases
But now I finally get it
So I aint ever quitting
I can't be passive
Inactive like players that's been injured
Far from it
Been hurt, been even knocked off my feet
But I'm in Christ, and I want
Life like its suppose to be
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
When I ain't know, who I was
Everyday I wasted life
Pagan days of people pleasing
'Cause I wasn't chasing Christ
Worried 'bout the he say
She say
I'd repeat it like a replay
I was chasing their approval
Like a runner in a relay
(GO)
I was believing that if I got it
No-doubt it'd be
All good
But even if I got it
Somehow it would
Fall through
I tried to keep standing
Living by a weak standard
Believing even Jesus received me
Based on my weak merits
Lies from the pit
Lies I won't forget
Lies that ruin lives and keep
You blind to who you is
Sinner saved by grace
Through faith for Jesus sake
So what you have count as loss as
We press to see His face
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
See every Christians on the track
But are we focused like a scope
Or are we racing never pacing
Are we running to the goal
Upward (upward) calling (calling)
Full in (full in) knowledge (knowledge)
Nothing hollow
Like the lotto
True rewards
From God the Father
Well we should be
No matter what they say, or even throw at us
Keep rolling up, and pressing in
And showing folks you rest in Him
See when it's, all said and done
I wanna, be true to Christ
I wanna, see fruit that's proof
To know it's true to life
So look to Him, give up
Everything to make it to Him
To know Him fully
Becoming holy as you pursue Him
To all my saints, who know they saved
But know there's more to gain
Keep pressing 'till the end
When we will see Him face to face
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
So I Work (I work)
And I Press (And I press)
And I do everything I can just
Trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat (And I sweat)
And I Grind (And I grind)
I used to try but learned that
I can't please these people all the time
Oh we're here homeboy
You know what I'm talking' 'bout?
I see you standing there messing' with it
But ha... full it be as three for me baby
I'm pressing' in, I'm working to see The Father
This looks like him c'mon
Writer(s): Tedashii Anderson, Alexander Hitchens
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