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点击复制NOBODY BUT GOD - Aaron Cole/Parris Chariz/Jon Keith
Composed by：Aaron Cole/Parris Chariz/Jon Keith/Cole Walowac
Produced by：Saint X
Yeah
Listen to me
Still going hard 'til the casket close
Now they don't even know half the flows
Seat laid back what path he on
Came out the hood if you had to know
I'm going high it's a NASA show
These ain't hits these passion notes
Key to the city I have to blow
Still getting cheese no packers though
I'm tryna make it come back like Jesus
Give away a mill I feel like Regis
Lost now I'm found my god like Liam
I'm tryna pull up that brand new Jeep
Two take P I'ma give 'em the sequel
We not equals this not easy
Work in the hood I be out with the people
We in the book I'm the don like Cheadle
It was nobody but god nobody but god
Nobody but god okay
The weapons that formed didn't prosper yeah
All glory belong to the father Right
It was nobody but god it was nobody
But god it was nobody
In him I trust like a dollar yeah
All glory belong to the father
Yeah for real
Cole yeah
Still going up 'til they grave digging
Sending 'em up I pray different
Play her my raps like Bae listen
Streets to a priest like Mace did it yeah
I'm rich 'cause I got his peace
Tapped in and I let god speak
Keeping my phone on DND
Like the neptunes it's me and P
Cole been cold for too long I'm freezing
My angels been outweighing my demons
Yes my tears been joyful Jesus wept
Blessed you ain't seeing me depressed
Yes praise on my lips
Four albums in and it still ain't a skip
Feel like Adam and Eve
I ain't phased by the tricks
I'm back in the garden
I play for the Knicks you gotta know
It was nobody but god nobody but god
Nobody but god okay
The weapons that formed didn't prosper
All glory belong to the
Father
Let's go
It was nobody but god
It was nobody but god it was nobody but god
In him I trust like a dollar
For real
All glory belong to the father
Still goin' in 'til
It's heaven on Earth
Do you want a revolution
I'm goin Kirk
I never popped pills
And I'm still getting perks
I'm from the west
Satan said I'm a jerk I bully him
I'm like hey god what's plans today
Hey god let's jam today
Hey god I'm on ten
Got one more chance
It's still gods hand today like what what
I been trippin' since sand box
Yeah
My head cool as a match box
Yeah
I'm writing psalms sound like Zack fox yeah
Jesus the one and trust me I'm not
I'm not the one
I can't look back that's a lot
A lot of it
He showed me the 'cross and I copped
I copped it
So everything that I got yes all that I got
Nobody but god nobody
It was nobody but god
The weapons that formed didn't prosper
All glory belong to the father yeah
It was nobody but god
Nobody but god
Nobody but god nobody
In him I trust like a dollar
All glory belong to the father
Yeah for real