Текст песни Praise God (feat. Lighthouse) [Remix] - Lil Wal

All praise be to God, He the holy one I'm tryna make it out my city, be the chosen
One
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right, so when I go, I go above

All praise be to God, He the holy one I'm tryna make it out my city, be the chosen
One
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right, so when I go, I go above

God gifted me with talent, so with this I gotta speak
They think they know what's up, but I'm sayin' that's a reach
They wanna be so active and get to it just like Meech
Man, open up a Bible and listen to what it teach

God is my witness, I can't never let that go
Gotta do right by my Lord and He gonna let it show
They said I'm switchin' up, nah man, I'm doin' better
Had to change from my old ways, heart was too cold like the weather

Put the nine down, picked up the Bible for my peace
Ain't stoppin' with this man, when in doubt, I gotta read
Used supposed to be in the trenches, cause I thought I was the coolest
Thought fast money was the way, but I was young and actin clueless

Now I'm blessed, I'm thankin' God, I ain't actin' ruthless
And if they got a problem, they can keep they two cents
Man, I don't care about what they say, for real
They can keep they two cents, I ain't trippin' cause

All praise be to God, He the holy one
I'm tryna make it out my city be the chosen one
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right so when I go, I go above

All praise be to God, He the holy one
I'm tryna make it out my city be the chosen one
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right so when I go, I go above

All praise be to God, He the holy one
I'm tryna make it out my city be the chosen one
All praise be to God, He the holy one
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love

Whole house lit, ayy
Send all my praise to my father
I pull up with kingdom confidence
Toasty as accomplished

Only humble, never cocky
Knowin' that we won
No Superbowl cause he the real Chief
Had to give him flour but I ain't talkin' bout no Van Cleef

Big like new, but bleak
Breastplate size, straight six
Child like Christ, like G
Tenfold spirits for rich

Equip me with my shield
Apply my faith, this ain't no temporary
I went viral, this is moment
Don't compare me to Pooh or Lil Dirk

All praise be to God, He the holy one
I'm tryna make it out my city be the chosen one
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right so when I go, I go above

All praise be to God, He the holy one
I'm tryna make it out my city be the chosen one
I never cared about opinions, I just need Your love
I'm tryna make it right so when I go, I go above