Andboo - Walk By Faith Lyrics

Lyrics Walk By Faith - Andboo




I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in destiny
Walkin' by faith, eyes blinded by the enemy
All my shit legendary, just tryna leave my legacy
Let this be my eulogy, when I die remember me
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in destiny
Walkin' by faith, eyes blinded by the enemy
All my shit legendary, just tryna leave my legacy
Let this be my eulogy, when I die remember me
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in destiny
Walkin' by faith, eyes blinded by the enemy
All my shit legendary, just tryna leave my legacy
Let this be my eulogy, when I die remember me
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in destiny
Walkin' by faith, eyes blinded by the enemy
All my shit legendary, just tryna leave my legacy
Let this be my eulogy, when I die remember me
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!"
(I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in destiny)
(Walkin' by faith, eyes blinded by the enemy)
(All my shit legendary, just tryna leave my legacy)
(Let this be my eulogy, when I die remember me)
(Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!")
(Eyes to the sky screamin' "Fuck money, make history!")
Great Reset could send us back to the Stone Age
Money slavery, can't let these leaches bond me to usury
I just hope the elites come back as peasants and worker bees
Hot headed theology turned my heart cold, 33 degrees
An A&R said I look like a star
So stay in the car, cuz they shootin' 'round these parts
NOC-side boys, we starved, and we parched
But I'm PrChed up, gettin' mana from the Garden Of Eden
Livin' under the gun, screamin' "Please, can I live?!"
Walkin' by faith, fool, right off this fuckin' cliff



Writer(s): Andrew Nicholas Breitschwerdt Rodrigues



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