Текст песни SixEleven - Foeva

It's SixEleven Baby
Yeah, yeah

Mmm
God got his arm on me
Put the armor on so you know that I'm in God's army
Mmm
God got his arm on me
Put the armor on so you know that I'm in God's army

Who Ordered That

It wasn't easy trying to find my way (It wasn't)
People try to downplay me in any way (They did)
I leaned up on my faith (My faith)
Trimmed the fat to open gates
With God by my side, I know everything gone be ok
I bet the farm on it

My philosophy has switched
Ephesians 6:11 the clique
I put my armor on, tuck my peace and won't ever flinch
Success is what you make it
Greatness comes with some patience
Social media is overrated, this generations form of satan
I feel for the ones who feel all alone
Depression barely holding on
Lookin' to them false Idols
Faking success, so they can grow
Pressured to be perfect, but forgetting God's image
Botox, implants lipo, what's the limit?
I'm blessed, for what God has given
Mmm, it gets stressful I know, I see faces, it shows
Like less highs and more lows
Mmm, I let God and let go, I kick back and lay low
Making music reach the souls

It wasn't easy trying to find my way
People try to downplay me in any way
I leaned up on my faith
Trimmed the fat to open gates
With God by my side, I know everything gone be ok
I bet the farm on it

Mmm
God got his arm on me
Put the armor on so you know that I'm in God's army
Mmm
God got his arm on me
Put the armor on so you know that I'm in God's army

No decisions needed, I'ma slide for my God
No decisions needed, I'ma slide for my God
No decisions needed, I'ma slide for my God
No decisions needed, I'ma slide for my God

Who Ordered That

It's SixEleven Baby