Letra de No Church in a While - Lecrae & 1K Phew

(Feat. [])

Hello?

See I'm sittin' down in my whip and I'm just

Tryna figure out how I can go to church as I is, I mean as I am

I'm not a bad guy, I've been tellin' all of my partners, "It ain't no scam"

Even when I got jammed up, I told the lady cop, "Yes ma'am"

And I just had a court case, why you judgin' me too?

That ain't even what the Bible say, you supposed to love me too

I was in the mud, you supposed to pull me up, you just drug me through

I was poppin' all the pills, you ain't pray for me, you just drugged me too

Comin' up, I was bumpin' that Cross Movement, they was still callin' it thug music

Gospel Gangsta when I'm walkin' in, you want the fake daps and fake hug music

When they hear the strip club music, they gon' get the instrumental

If I play "Fettuccine" for the strippers, I bet it get real sentimental, uh

Life is like a box of colored pencils

They tryna write the rules with no utensils

You lookin' so stupid, plain and simple

You might as well vandalize the temple

You might as well go to Heaven and tell God, "Move, step aside, 'nd allow me", pssh, that's crazy

You ain't finna get struck 'round me

And I know Christ died for us but that ain't make you king

I put that on angel wings, I'm tellin'

Why you givin' me the run-around? We on the same team

Why you keep crabbin' on my lifestyle? That's Eugene, see, look

I don't wanna just walk around, feelin' sad inside, that's blue jeans

Yeah, I don't care if y'all sittin' there watchin' me, that's you stream

I don't care about your made up philosophy, I read Proverbs, fool

What you mean, "Get up off the stage, right now"?

You came to my concert, fool

It ain't even gotta be like this but I'm fed up, man

They be sayin' I'm prideful when I got my head up, man

Why you tryna come fight me? You ain't even squared up, man

I don't want no smoke 'cause the gang might tear it up, man

I feel like, now, I feel like my spiritual walk is a lot better than where it was

I think because I did grow up in the church and I had this

It was like this pressure to go every Sunday

Yeah, uh, ayy

No church in a while, God, please help out your child

I'm pandemic to my limits and they treatin' me so foul

I was tryna help my people, felt like Moses fo' a minute

But these people call me fake and tell they children not to listen

I thought we was family, I thought we was kin, deeper than our skin

I thought we was blood, covered by it for our deepest sins

I ain't been to church in quite a min'

Partially because I'm nervous that these folks won't let me in

I be feelin' like they hate me and lately they twist my words up to bait me

And I try to dispel the rumors, but all that's drivin' me crazy

But if I'm honest there's some pastors who passionate 'bout my peace

I be wantin' to blame the church but some of it reside with me

I'm finally open to try it, to tour a club or a church

After quarantine, I was like, "Man, I'm good if I never search"

But I need the people like I need my senses

Hopefully, we find consensus and we come to our senses

No church in a while

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