They Don't Believe That I'm Saved Lyrics - Singles - Gospel Gangstaz

I got compassion to heal, to ill and faith, to move mountains 

Got 'em asking for us platinum plus, but who's counting? 

God driving hard, hittin' and large livin' 

Lavish, get the cabbage, establish and start giving 

Make a decision, relationship or religion 

Thug living, I'll end up either dead or in prison quinton or rikers 

Quick to three, strike us they don't like us 

Plant and I pivot with my life and I live it righteous 

You got some small papers you fools, is hardly major 

Look how the hood made us pray and asked God to save us 

Evading the haters, rolling regals and Chuck Taylors 

And still can flip the script in Mavigators and Alligators 

And I ain't mad at you haters 

I explode like napalm, hot like cayenne chosen, words spoken 

Make 'em focus like sitcoms 

Do the math, can't no other stand up to me 

I'm rough and rugged like I stand up to my peeps 

I'm set apart and this here ain't just an art, it's a life style 

Fake smile I test ya heart if it breaks 

Then we separate the real from the fake 

Before you perpetrate, first, check a few 

Shows, I wrecked a few, now my account's stable 

I'm able to bless a few just an act, slow down, whoa 

Now I'm the type to drop the mike and prophecy to the whole crowd 

And when I'm done, I'll have 'em slain in the spirit 

Keep it real, so everything I'm saying, they can feel it 

Hard core, half prophetess, part professional lyricist, stick with the flow 

Hey, hey, hey 

Could it be the way the track was laid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be how frequently the videos played? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be the way they playa hate cause I'm paid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

I lay my hands on the make and heal it release power 

Make the whole world feel it 

Tie ya style up and kill it I'm like turpentine 

When I spill it flip the cards as he deal it 

Unveiling the plan as he reveal it get to breakin' for the faking starts 

I'm blazing charts wanna holla but I'm breaking hearts 

And shaking marks and the shady type 

The Christian walk's a daily fight I flow like the crazy type 

But still lady like went away 

But he's coming back down to get me 

Shoes and a gown and crown to give me 

Satan try to bring us down but miss me 

God rules everything around me 

Can't nobody clown or diss me 

It'll come to pass like prophecy 

Ain't no stopping me better believe 

It's gonna take a whole lot to get me 

Hey, hey, hey 

Could it be the way the track was laid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be how frequently the videos played? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be the way they playa hate 'cause I'm paid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Call me Chille' Snipes, starring, as blade on this track 

Don't get out of line, I'm down to ride for everybody on this track 

Fe, fi, foe, umm, I smell the blood 

Of a petty MC, step up if you want some 

Got demons on the run like Bruce Jenner 

They all drop like Niagara Falls when the spirit enters 

Tell me who's the winner yellin' 'Domino, I hold the spinner' 

I'm a veteran don't gamble off your soul. big spender 

My agenda is to infuriate, umm, let me see 

Put on a platinum album and watch it penetrate 

See sin disintegrate if you ain't real, by now you been a fake 

I's a brawl time you small time we the heavy weights 

Hey, hey, hey 

Could it be the way the track was laid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be how frequently the videos played? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved) 

Could it be the way they playa hate cause I'm paid? 

(They don't even believe that I'm saved)