grew up bumpin' ghetto boys,
adaptin' in their habitat
Sleepin' bags up on the floor
like grandma where my mattress at
Grew up eatin' cornflakes,
we ain't have no apple jacks
I just want the tour, man,
it came up with my crackerjacks
O .H .A. ridin' down the street,
Lookin' at my brother, man, like,
one day we gon' have us that
Woo -woo start to give me that,
like no hater can cancel that
Now he wanna slap box, guess what,
I laugh at when I think about us
I wasn't good at surfboards,
I fell off every skateboard
That's when I hit the street, man,
That's when I hit the street,
man, get in my Southside on
on these streets I could've died on
Yeah, I just wanted to be respected
I just wanted to be accepted
not a Mexican, I'm Mexican
God was with me through it all
God was with me through it all
Just get out of one storm,
If I'm too much to handle, I'm like,
wait until my brothers come
I got Jesus all around me
I'm like, what demon can harm me
when his angels all surround me?
Am I wrong because I wanna snatch
the heathen from the fire?
I'd rather preach off in the project
than going to preach off to the choir
See, it's the ones who have a sickness
that keep screaming for a doctor
Come up out them four walls
and come and preach the gospel
Corona closed the churches down,
but you still got a job to do
you better let them see the God in you
it's okay if you don't relate
with these kingdom rhymes
Someone check his temperature,
he bragging about his secular
You don't know that Jesus flow,
this kingdom flow's impeccable
Eat him up like Lunchables,
punch him cause they punchable
This Jesus Christ inside me
make a demon feel uncomfortable
Man, I feel like Delahoya,
man, that Pacquiao in one
Hey, this Bible weighs a ton,
I ain't backing down for none
God was with me through it all
When I look back, I can see your hand,
God was with me through it all
but preparin' for the future
Don't forget that Satan's
still the author of confusion
I know the truth can hurt,
sometimes bring complication
the righteous never been forsaken
What, you fell with a bump on your head?
Oh, you woke up on the wrong side of bed
When you wake up, remember, it's Jesus
And poppin' pills, drinkin' beer
Ain't gon' make you feel better
Then you vomit from your stomach
Like I'm never drinkin', never
The next Friday, you back at it
With your habit and excuses
I pray that you break free
From all your bondage and pollution
And God was with you through it all
Might as well give him your all
Cause he the only one to pick you up
and help you when you fall
God was with me through it all,
might as well give him your all
He the only one that come and pick
God was with me through it all
When I look back, I can see your hand
God was with me through it all
When I look back, I can see your hand
