LECRAE - We Don't

rate me

(feat. R-Swift)

[Verse One]

I'm not the standard at all and wouldn't claim to be

But since Christ snatched me up theres been a lot of change in me

I got my world view corrected; I see things eternal

Yeah I've got a whole new perspective

I don't use drugs or sell

I keep acountabilty cause my flesh...yeah it loves to fail

I don't go where I used to go

I got my number changed twice for the girls that I used to know

I don't trip when I pass the cops

cause I'm not making assists; you know trying to pass the rock

I don't live life scared of death

cause when I take my last breath

The next step is there in text

I'm not a legalist and I aint hatin'

but there's things I don't and won't do; yeah I read Galatians

And I keep reading Ephesians if it's Christ we believe in

We should't be confused with the heathens


You gonna ride with us?

Nah I don't do that there!

You gettin' high with us?

Nah I don't do that there!

You wanna hit a lick (theft)?

Nah I don't that there!

Get a couple chics?

Uh Unh I don't do that there!

[Verse Two]

Man I don't trip of coppin' whips

If it aint a DVD you won't catch me pop in clips.

I aint worried chains or shoes

My God's thinkin' bout whether to change the city sky from Greys to blues

I don't care about the famous names

Cause when Christ comes back a lot of folks will be nameless man

and I aint worried about speakin his name

cause if it wasn't for Christ yeah we'd all be sinkin in flames

I don't even wanna "change the game"

Your'e favorite rapper got saved last night

Yeah that's the aim

The world wer'e livin in is simply tempting

So I quit consenting to my flesh when it tries to pimp me

Until I die or Christ comes to get me

I aint doing what this world wants to do

Now is ya wit me? (Are you with me?)



Yo I'mma keep it short simple and plain

I used to fiend for the pimp game

Til I got with Christ and switched my aim

Flipped my pain to a burden to grab hip-hop, his name and merge it

with His word as the plate then serve it

Cats are like "who you serve kid?" It's gotta be HIM

who wiped my sin slate clean like Oxy 10

I rock Christ from PA to Dallas

R-Swift and LeCrae walk in the Spirit til our feet ache with callous

Naw I'm buggin, but for real my point is

with Christ life is pointless; this joint is

For the prisoners trapped on the block where blasted shots cause cats

to drop like temperatures

Without Christ and restoration

your chance of makin it is slimmer than Blacks getting reparations

Jesus Christ man the Ancient of Days

Get with HIM for eternal life and pass the phrase!


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