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Lyrify.me

King Business by T. Sam Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Verse 1]
Kings don't freeze, they just fall to their knees
Wait (hey!)
Kings don't plead, they just pray, then receive (okay, okay)
Kings don't need validation from the people
They keep holy peace in the streets or the steeple (what!)
The day the sun seeps through the peephole
Spread hot diesel though your heart's cathedral (burnin')
Filling up the seats with that love, joy, peace
God is strong when I'm weak, so my knees never feeble (He the keeper)
Flow through the land of milk and honеy
King business, blaze trails while thе people 420 (yeah)
Share ideas, make sales, serve God with the money
Pay God, self, family, then put it in the running (get it, get it, huh!)
Give my God all the praise, spread His fame
Killing off shame and the blame games
Go through the pain for the gain
I got a new name, so I'm okay
Word of God rewire mainframe
Start today, my mind won't be the same
Call the team to sharpen up the blades
Aye
[Hook]
King business, King biz
Worry ain't no thing, it's
My King calls, ring ring, then
I leave all to see Him
Alone in the quiet
He's holy, His guidance
This some kind of fire...
My God, lifted higher

[Verse 2]
My heart's not laid out like an arcade
Smarts ain't sparse, don't need you to play me
Need that love that's sweet like a parfait
Need that trust, might need you to save me (might need you to save me)
King gon' care for the kingdom (yeah, yeah)
But he need God's wisdom to teach him (God, teach me)
Lemme love You with my heart mind soul (mind soul, mind soul)
Lord show me how to love Your people (show me how to love Your people)
God's good grace over manmade pain, sorry but you're outweighed
God's been great so I give Him praise, good through my bad days
Folks don't change, try not to hate, (look) they don't make it easy
Love to all, no condemnate, (nope) we ain't Abel and Cain

Lovingkindness I draw thee He says
When you depend on God, you need less
Your mind is the best weapon you possess
Sometimes it is okay to recess
I compete with myself to be the best
Folks would rather be a mess than confess
Pride, and stress are like chains on their chest
Humbleness like a bulletproof vest
Always on His stage
In His image you were made (wow)
Royalty, I ain't kidding
You're a King, son, so live it
Father you're my King, (hallelujah) and you made me with a mirror
Wait, this couldn't be any clearer
Holy Ghost my interior, I don't hold no ulteriors