Go Off

[Spoken: ?]
Can you turn that down?

[Verse 1: Bryann Trejo]
Hey, if the music stopped today, would you still check on me?
I wish the best for you, I hope you wish the best for me
If there was no more KMF, would you think less of me?
Why is it, I wonder sometimes, how your friendship questions me
Hey like I wonder, like I wonder, who he talkin' 'bout
No one in particular, if it was you, I call you out
I got no problem, got no problem, with exposin' them
You know the type to get nervous, when you get close to them
You know the type to start actin' like you don't notice them
They got a lot they want to say but they just hold it in
I don't believe 'em when they say, that they real
Go ask Satan, how these haymakers feel?
Ask my brother A. Hill
But we been stompin' on the devil for years
Man, you lucky man, the war is still here
Boy, if war is still here, apply the pressure where the pressure needs pressing
You can see it, man when God leave 'em flexin'
Now my brother stop flexin, we come from Texas just to give you a message
Without the love of Christ, you ain't too effective
Why you actin' aggressive?
I don't listen to your music, 'cuz it's secular
I lost respect for ya, hey, me and mine don't mess with ya

[Verse 2: Young Bro]
Look, you can never really worship Him, if you don't ever get to know
You can never participate in His plan, if you don't know you have been chosen
I'mma take this crown of faith, brought me through the wilderness
Steppin' up like Pastor G. Laine, my God so limitless
He know my sittin' down and my risin' up
I could never put this bible up, I'mma just keep on climbin' up
If I made my bed in here, I'mma see you right there, right there
You the One that know my every step, you the One that gives my every breath
Look, I was in the hotel room, never thought I would live to tell you the goodness of the Lord will prevail
And His mercy will never fail you
Look, it said that I was hopeless, but now I'm comin' to give the thing that I was fought before
I just want to see the spirit of God to form, the more that I'm in the word, yeah tryin' to get more (Yeah)
He the one that keep me safe, he the one to tell me to go now
Turn me into a saint, look at these colors in my coat now
I was a father at fourteen, talk about being a kid, but the kid with the Lord had a plan though
He made a way to live on me, and now I make His place here that the world said I can't go

[Verse 3: Antwoine Hill]
Would it make you feel better if I just lied to you?
Told you there's no consequence, hop the fence to ride wit you?
Went back to the younger me, started blowin' trees again
Started selling dope to make my bread out on the streets again
Homie, that's all whack to me, I hit these streets up actively
To make sure that these people know that Jesus is the active King
Smokin' weed, gettin' high, poppin' pills, sippin' lean, fornicatin' daily with every girl that you like and see
You pat 'em on the back and try to tell 'em that that's cool to do
But if it isn't cool with God, tell me how that's cool with you?
Sugar coat 'em, play it nice, just so you can fill the seat
But I'm gon' tell the truth to you, even if nobody's feeling me
Sin is separatin' you, grace is not approvin' sin
If that was not true, why would He tell us not to sin again
But then again, too many people ridin' the fence
I don't approval from you, I'm only askin' for His, yeah