No Church In A While

[Intro]

Hello?

[Verse 1: 1K Phew]

See I'm sittin' down in my whip and I'm just

I'm tryna figure out who I can church as I is, I mean as I am

I'm not a bad guy, I've been tellin' all of my partners, "It ain't no scam"

Even when I got jammed up, I told the lady cop, "Yes ma'am"

And I just had a court case, why you judgin' me too?

Ain't even what the Bible say, you supposed to love me too

I was in the mud, you supposed to pull me up, you just dragged me through

I was poppin' all the pills, you ain't pray for me, you just drugged me too

Comin' up, I was bumpin' that Cross Movement, they're still callin' it thuggin' music

Gospel gangsta, when I'm walkin' in

You want the fake depths and fake huh music

When they hear thе stripclub music, they gon' get the instrumеntal

If I play Fettuccini for the strippers, I bet they get real sentimental, uh

Life is like a box of colored pencils

Ain't tryna write the rules with no utensils

You lookin' so stupid, plain and simple

You might as well vandalize the temple

You might as well go to Heaven and tell God, "Move, step aside, allow me" (Pssh)

That's crazy

You ain't finna strucked 'round me

[Bridge: 1K Phew]

And I know Christ died for us but that ain't make you king

I put it on angel wing

I'm ten

Why you give me the run around? We on the same team

Why you keep crabbin' on my lifestyle? That's Eugene, see, look

[Verse 2: 1K Phew]

All I want is just walk around, finna set aside that's blue jeans

Yeah, I don't care if y'all sittin' there watchin' me, that's you stream

I don't care about your made up philosophy, I read proverbs, fool

What you mean, "Get up off the stage, right now"? You came to my concert, fool

It ain't even gotta be like this but I'm fed up, man

They be sayin' I'm prideful when I got my head up, man

Why you tryna come fight me, you ain't even squared up, man

I don't want no smoke 'cause the gang might tear it up, man

[Interlude: Woman Speaking]

I feel like, now, I feel like my spiritual work is a lot better than where it was

I think because I did grow up in the church and I had this

It was like this pressure to go every Sunday

[Verse 3: Lecrae]

Yeah, uh, ayy

No church in a while, God, please help out your child

I'm pandemic to my limit, and they treatin' me so foul

I was tryna help my people felt like Moses for a minute

But these people call me fake and tell they children not to listen

I thought we was family, I thought we was kin, deeper than our skin

I thought we was blood, covered by it for our deepest sins

I ain't been to church in quite a min'

Partially because I'm nervous that these folks won't let me in

I be feelin' like they hate me and lately they twist my words up to bait me

And I try to [?] the rumors, but all that's drivin' me crazy

But if I'm honest there's some pastors who passionate 'bout my piece

I be wantin' to blame the church but some of it reside with me

I'm finally open to try it, to tour a club or a church

[?] quarantine, I was like, "Man, I'm good if I never search"

But I need the people like I need my senses

Hopefully, we find consistence and we come to our senses

No church in a while