Christians or Church Goers? - Judeo
Is it my outfit?
I keep my eyes on the Benz, though
Cross on my neck, but my thoughts, though
Praying over sins, I'ma do more
Scrolling through shame on the church floor
Smile for the choir, and we talk more
Hands in the air, but my mind's sore
Faith on the wall like decor
Christians or churchgoers?
Who really know you when lights get low?
Is it the steeple or the scars on our shoulders?
I've been running in circles getting colder
Christians or churchgoers?
Is it the label or the weight on our souls?
If I'ma mess, will I still draw closer?
Tell me which one I am, my Jehovah
I know some saints with the cold tongues
Judging the pews, then they load guns
Post some verses with their gold funds
Talking about grace, never show none
I know some kids in the same club
Crying in the car 'cause they feel stuck
Cans on the wheels of God come
Tears on the dash, that's real love
Is it my outfit?
Or is it my heart?
Is it my language?
Or how I restart?
If I fall, if I crawl, if I'm lost in the smoke
Do you see in the back when I sit alone?
If the doors all close, if the choir off-key
Is it them? Is it me?
Or the way you see?
