Gotta Go (feat. Jeremy Rodney-Hall & Wande)

Yeah look at my bros look at my face
 Some of us know we living by grace
 Look at my pose look at my stance
 I'm ready for the whirlwind this isn't by chance
 Devil throw us over Devil got plans
 But all I really know is I'm in God's hands
 Still I gotta fight throw up those hands
 While you was on the gram showing off bands
 I was on the grind learning how to fight
 Other enemies roaming in the night
 They want take the wave leave me all dry
 But they are not flesh let's get it right
 Demons on staff left to the right
 They always on task especially at night
 I was on path but then they arrived
 I was headed up with the best of my flight look
 Don't get thinking you can judge me
 Don't be looking at me strange
 If you ain't praying for me don't care what you say
 Got no time to play, I got places to go
 Gotta level up, can't stay here no more
 Gotta go, gotta go, can't stay here I gotta go
 Stuck in a rut but I gotta go
 Keep on moving gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
 Can't stay here I gotta go
 Stuck in a rut but I gotta go
 Keep on moving gotta go
 Gotta go
 I fight a battle like Alamo
 Shout out to Texas and Mexico, I find it kind of mechanical
 I do a sin and repent then I sin and repent again
 I know I should drop to my knees
 I know I should call up a friend
 (Dial tone & ringing)
 I make the call around 10 call up my brother AZ
 And tell him it started again
 He tells me I gotta win, think of my beautiful family
 Don't lose it all cause of sin, don't let your home be a casualty
 Don't be looking at me strange
 If you ain't praying for me, don't care what you say
 Got no time to play I got places to go
 Gotta level up can't stay here no more
 Gotta go, gotta go, can't stay here I gotta go
 Stuck in a rut but I gotta go
 Keep on moving gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
 Can't stay here I gotta go
 Stuck in a rut but I gotta go
 Keep on moving gotta go
 No-no-no-no-no, gotta go now
 No-no-no-no-no, gotta go now
 No-no-no-no-no, gotta go now
 No-no-no-no-no, gotta go now
 Gotta go adios, vamanos amigos
 No I can't stay in this place, uhhh
 Homie there's levels I can't mess with devils
 You messy then get out my face, uhhh
 Really I pick up on cues yeah don't gotta sin
 Gotta choose yeah
 Devil he love to accuse yeah
 Gotta be swift with the moves yeah
 Higher things on my mind-mind
 Sin be looking so fine hold up
 Switch it up don't got time-time
 I ain't crossing that line hold up
 I leveled up yeah I faced that
 I never whine like I graped that
 I hit a swerve never taste that
 Look at that grace I'ma take that