Pro - The Best Ever lyrics

Now whatchu know about coastin'? Mash in the gas down to the west coast and back Yeah I'm broke but the flows intact And I don't need nothin' else but that, yeah, yeah So I can tell the world the Lord is great Look at everything that he made, and every time I wake I pray he get the glory till my wake And they'll say that I died with faith, now give me grace Wait, I don't deserve it, no I'm not worth it Even if I was workin' no way that I could earn it It's beyond me, my pocket's ain't deep enough That's why I'm honorin' the Lord when I'm speakin', bruh For every time my wife is cookin' in the kitchen And the smell is so terrific that's a picture of his grace Fried chicken, collard greens, yeah I'm with it But it 's mercy that's allowin' me to taste, great Summer, spring, winter and fall, we get it all And my lungs keep me breathin' homie with no thoughts I got the church relationships is beautiful We the body, brains to the cuticle To give my life away is unusual But that was it's design, other ways unfruitful I just wrote this here for all you to know That faith placed other than Christ is el stupido El stupido