LECRAE

LECRAE - Gimme A Second

rate me

Gimme a second, gimme a second yeah

Gimme a second, listen what I'm sayin to you

Uh huh, listen, gimme a second

All I need is a second yeah

Gimme a second, uh yeah

Hey listen Cole talk that college talk

Wayne talks gangs

Jay-z's talkin' money mayne and (Kan)ye talk fame

And people say I talk about the same ole thang

Reason that I sound the same cause the truth don't change

Look, people get it twisted like a lemon in the spirit

If I ain't talking killin' I must be talking bout healin'

And I ain't talking bout how Jesus gonna make me a million

With my hands to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'

Head bowed down, knees to the floor

You a Christian and you rap? That must be the way you flow - No

I talk reality like mama on her death bed

The birth of a child, the soldier losing his left leg

Who gon write songs to give him hope in his chair

Addicted to pain killers, wife left last year

Your favorite rapper was probably tryin' to make his next hit

Talking looking what I got, who I shot and who I tip

Couldn't be more common if them boys made sense

Couldn't be more common if Serena was they chick

And this is not a diss, this how reality sound

Let it off my mind, this how my mentality sound

[Hook]

Everything I do, I do for you

I don't wanna single a thing, I don't wanna sing a thing

Ain't got no kind of angle

I ain't tryin play you, ain't gotta know my name,

You ain't gotta know my name

But in my short time on this Earth

I done died, been rebirthed

And I know this sounds strange to you

So give me a little time, let me spit a couple lines

And I promise it might just change you too

I sound like the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy

The radio be like "we love you", but they never play me

I be doin' shows like "you ain't even gotta pay me"

I just wanna spread the same message that done saved me

You see I probably grew up just like you

Tellin' my heroes "Man I wanna be just like you"

I got in trouble went to court

Judge showed me couple inmates and he told me man

They started off just like you

I never rolled around strapped

I was busy chasing girls and money

I play ball and smoke weed thought the world was funny

I went to church a few times with my head on a swivel

And I was lookin' for the bad ones that sat in the middle

I couldn't remember a sermon, I never caught the spirit

And if Christians was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it

I never would've imagined that I would be rhymin'

About the same God that I couldn't confide in

Never planned to get married, raise a family, help kids grow up

Visit people in prison, I was busy tryin' to blow up

But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these folks dress

Or the engine in the truck, all I want is soul rest

And I'm so blessed, look at what He did to me

How could I keep this to myself? Somebody bled for me

Nah, you just gon' have to hate this

'Cause God's the only reason I'm able to say this

[Hook]

Everything I do, I do for you

I don't wanna single a thing, I don't wanna sing a thing

Ain't got no kind of angle

I ain't tryin play you, ain't gotta know my name,

You ain't gotta know my name

But in my short time on this Earth

I done died, been rebirthed

And I know this sounds strange to you

So give me a little time, let me spit a couple lines

And I promise it might just change you too

Thanks to Anonymous for correcting these lyrics

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