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IDOLS
by YUNGPRPHT
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Thought I had something to die for
But God showed me all of my idols
Watching my footing so vital
Look at shorty she looking so bridal
Satan’s in action today
Sending distractions my way
But I will not be a prey
But I will not be a slave
Energy never lacking with my God
Killing beats and I’m feeling like top dog
Dang skippity
I’m not here to do the most just for some publicity
That type of move is ickitty
I got too much on me
Can’t mess with a shorty who really ain’t for me
I’m with the clique, got rid of the phonies
I’m with the clique and we going bologna
Yeah
I know better
Than to see through this rose-tinted blindness
Can’t believe that all of these vices
Were keeping me from my bread, from my cheddar
I know better
But at the time I ain’t really have a center
And at the time I just couldn’t deal with pressure
I couldn’t deal with pressure
I do too much
I really suck
At moving on, yuh
Lord let me see the real me
Lord let me see the real me
Thought I had something to die for
But God showed me all of my idols
Watching my footing so vital
Look at shorty she looking so bridal
Satan’s in action today
Sending distractions my way
But I will not be a prey
But I will not be a slave
Thought I had something to die for
But God showed me all of my idols
Watching my footing so vital
Look at shorty she looking so bridal
Satan’s in action today
Sending distractions my way
But I will not be a prey
But I will not be a slave
Energy never lacking with my God
Killing beats and I’m feeling like top dog
Dang skippity
I’m not here to do the most just for some publicity
That type of move is ickitty
I got too much on me
Can’t mess with a shorty who really ain’t for me
I’m with the clique, got rid of the phonies
I’m with the clique and we going bologna
Yeah
I know better
Than to see through this rose-tinted blindness
Can’t believe that all of these vices
Were keeping me from my bread, from my cheddar
I know better
But at the time I ain’t really have a center
And at the time I just couldn’t deal with pressure
I couldn’t deal with pressure
I do too much
I really suck
At moving on, yuh
Lord let me see the real me
Lord let me see the real me
Thought I had something to die for
But God showed me all of my idols
Watching my footing so vital
Look at shorty she looking so bridal
Satan’s in action today
Sending distractions my way
But I will not be a prey
But I will not be a slave
