Redeemed - Stop...Pull Up

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Doors closed in my face
They said he can't make it, there's no way
But I kept my God and my faith
So I'ma shoot it right in they face
So we gon' stop, pull up, J
Stop, stop, pull up, J
I'ma shoot it right in they face
We gon' stop, pull up, J
Yeahhh
Before you reign, you will see trouble first
The Lamb was slain way before the earth
But through the pain, Jesus showed His worth
They like he got game, Jesus Shuttlesworth, Shuttlesworth
So I'm pulling up, long range, Ray Allen, his prime
Suited up with the team, we styling like it was prom
Pre-game, Westbrook, James Harden, or LeBron
Look at the drip, see how we dress, it's like thousand island when we shine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all probably thought I'm talking clothes designer
Nah, I'm just bragging on my soul's designer
Earth's whole designer, I don't need no Gabbana
Even custom-made in glory, He's my robe designer
No more fearing warfare, I'm ready for the shots they throw
I'm prepped for this, I'm set for this, just watching how I lock and load
Victory is in my God, that's just who I listen to
Red letters over red bottoms, won't see this Christian lose
Doors closed in my face
They said he can't make it, there's no way
But I kept my God and my faith
So I'ma shoot it right in they face
So we gon' stop, pull up, J
Stop, stop, pull up, J
I'ma shoot it right in they face
We gon' stop, pull up, J
Sometimes I fight my own kind, super smash brothers
But we all in this race, even when we crash brothers
Got different mothers, same Father like half brothers
I want power like Peter and John, the real splash brothers
They shot the breeze with living water at the last supper
So I'ma make it in, even if I'm the last number
Hands up, like a stick-up from a masked gunner
Hands up, like '98 Jordan last jumper
When I get to shooting these verses, get out my way young'n
66 books in the clip, don't make me spray something
Those that rather shoot they glock, my heart prays for them
When I shoot, I don't need the Hawks or the Trae Young'n
His will is what I'm into, I share it 'round like Mentos
In spite of my past info, the blood done made us kinfolks
When neighbors closing windows and doors like Urkel's intro
Just bring His will into the front like bikers doing endos
Doors closed in my face
They said he can't make it, there's no way
But I kept my God and my faith
So I'ma shoot it right in they face
So we gon' stop, pull up, J
Stop, stop, pull up, J
I'ma shoot it right in they face
We gon' stop, pull up, J
He will prepare a table before me
In the presence of mine enemies
Right in they face

Written by:
Dashawn Robinson

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