Yeah, its all non fiction my interpretation You wanna know how we tell you
it, ah I guess I take it to graduation Got my degree but songs was my fascination I got a job cable then I got promoted out my momma house but still this music was the motive Around time I'm bumpin' tunnel rats and Cmo But Lil' Jon was on the radio and on the I got creative the money that I made And ball a beat machine now me and tied it up lately go And I volunteer at detention centers to be a I got young dudes lovin' the way I eat the beat up I ain't blow up just wanna give 'em Jesus And Ben startin' up reach records, was all I I hit the on the weekends to do a show Aint' ask for but they still gave a lil' dough Just a bunch of wild in the front row Like you ain't lil Wayne you a lame man, I go But I did it, and I was on a And lil by lil a of em would get it Was rappin' in the hood and folks broke cryin' That's when I this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme
This is all fact, non-fiction You hear the truth, pay attention And if I never mention Still do it for the and the mission, yeah My interpretation, non-fiction
Fast forward just to get I just drop my album and I'm feelin' like I made it all around the world tryna tell them 'bout the savior And I ain't trippin' we really gettin' paper I'm about to marry me a I left my old job so I'm rap pay me I drop my album Jesus music kinda major I moved to Memphis it was hot as the equator And gunshots every night will make you up Sleepin' on the floor hopin' you pick a stray up Soup took me in and got my weight up I flew back to college started workin' on a rebel We had a feelin' it be a problem It's like the Lord wrote the thing But at home I was havin' Married life was like a bad dream, Now we fightin' day My gettin' heavy two babies one baby momma I'm arrogant and self righteous helpin' everybody but my wife through the
This is all fact, not fiction You wanna hear the truth, pay And if I never mention do it for the love and the mission, yeah My interpretation, it's not a fiction, it's my interpretation
I need a new place new new city new state Now we all to Atlanta I'm out tryna lead I'mma bleed myself burnin' out I can see the padel I'm just writin' my pain beats and I'm guessing Rehab was the outcome I wrote background at the table, I thought it wouldn't make the album Surrly after I got a hold of Tim Keller's books, man I promise you it's my whole life changed Andy couch wrote a book about culture makin' and after I had to make a slight change Ask the I ain't do it for the money man I Church clothes out of love And me and street workin' day and Wait a minute, now is blowin' up I won a Grammy, and I ain't even on it I got a mission I'm fightin' for, I'm writin' songs tryin' to give you substance I'm songs fightin' for ya soul We may run at a different pace but let's the race You runnin' yours, I'm runnin' I promise I out a lot of details Well, Gavin I'm out of time