I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best I sweat, and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time So I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best And I sweat and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
Hey, what's happening homie Hey, hey, what it do 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 ain't 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 it's suppose to be
I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best I sweat, and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time So I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best And I sweat 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
I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best I sweat, and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time So I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best And I sweat and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
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
I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best I sweat, and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time So I work, and I press And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best And I sweat and I grind I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
