[Verse 1: Lecrae]
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I came home after a trip to Atlanta, a different planet
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Is where they thought I came from after my ship had landed
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Truth is I had this meeting with God and confessed my sin
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And he gave me this new beginning all I could do then was pen it
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I came home after a trip to Atlanta, a different planet
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Is where they thought I came from after my ship had landed
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Truth is I had this meeting with God and confessed my sin
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And he gave me this new beginning all I could do then was pen it
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All down in my notebook, just a lot of verses
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Me learning how not to curse was like learning to write in cursive
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She still flirting with me even though we up in church
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And I'm fighting to memorize all these verses up in the word
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You would have never seen it coming
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A couple months ago I'm getting high with my cousin
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And fast forward now around campus I am buzzing
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Not really but it felt like that, it felt like rap was just another passion
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Never thought I'd be at the Grammy's talking about my fashion
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You don't believe in God? Well how do you explain what happened?
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I promise we ain't plan it, now Christians unashamed from Zambia to Manhattan
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Still looking for the pattern? Come On
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[Hook x2: Lecrae]
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What would it take to make you believe?
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More fire from the sky? Another part in the sea?
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The honest truth is, that you ain't got the power to see
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And let me take you on this journey, it all started with me
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Wassup
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[Verse 2: Lecrae]
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Most of the things I thought I'd never do I did though
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And I ain't nothing but a man standing up on his tiptoes
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Shoutout to Kirk Franklin, but I ain't him
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I'm what happens when hip-hop let's all the Saints in
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I wouldn't call it gospel music, but I'm Christian though
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And this what happen when a Christian flow
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Now it's funny cause I don't really got a home
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And this industry saying leave him alone
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Unless he become a clone
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Have me singing the same old songs, no power in 'em
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But I'm too hard to understand, I'm an algorithm
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And evidently it's evidence I'm a resident
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Of somewhere that you know that you oughta be but you never been
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So try to get used to me, cause I'm a settle in
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Reminding you to settle your heavenly settlement
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A sight for sore eyes, or an eyesore, it don't matter
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I own a label, and guess what, I'm a sign more
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Believe
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Lecrae |