You don't love
The church no more
You don't love
The church no more
You don't wanna serve no more
You just love the perks homeboy
And counting money
From your merch homeboy
Ticket, ticket, ticket, tickets
Ticket, ticket, ticket, tickets
And we ain't got time no more
God is not God no more
He is just a job homeboy, oh boy
Where did we get off
And where did it all go wrong
We stop talking Jesus
As soon as the mic is off
I had a dream last night
This is what I saw
You can build
A Christian empire without God
Living for the bus, yeah, yeah
Breaking out the cups, yeah, yeah
Hennessy by the tub, yeah, yeah
Loosen up, yeah
We ain't in the field no more
Just the dugout now
How you living
Did you turn God
To your little business
Who cares, I'm winning
And now I gotta go on
How y'all feeling tonight
Make some noise for Jesus, yeah
You are getting worse homeboy
You are getting worse homeboy
Play the church
Take the birds home
Never hear you talk
About the Word no more
Except when you tryna
Defend your dirt homeboy
My God
You done let your eyes go
Started fornicating
With your iPhone
She keep her body two tone
Then vitilago
Send emoji eyes those
Said that you would never bite though
Too smart for that
'Til she showed up at the show
In the front row, row
Probably would've panicked
But you gone off that zoloft
Wearing the same outfit
That you left that comment on
Saying one thing to the crowd
But in your mind
Taking her clothes off
Went down in the DM, told her
Pushed the flight back
Knock on room 103 and
Came around, 1:03 a.m
Wait, uh-oh, hold up, she in, wait
Wait, where your wedding ring at
Wait, can you keep a secret
Can't believe it, my God
Yeah, how are we here
Crucified Christ again
That's that double treeing
St the Double Tree
How many ended like me here
Oh, not one did
You were dead before you checked in
You've been drifting
Nobody wakes up addicted
Every great fall's
From 100 bad decisions
Whole legacy passed
You just no-looked it
Lost in the sauce
Didn't know you're slow cooking
Remember when you
Didn't wanna be alone
All you talk is numbers
Took the filters off your phone
When you stopped calling
On your pastor when you got home
Spending more time with
Instagram than the Son of God, oh God
Miles from the shore now
Wifey left with both of the boys now
Daddy, daddy, daddy
Why you let it go down
Was mommy not enough
For you to hold out
Tell me where we gonna go now
I don't wanna be here
I was just a man last weekend
Can I be a king after Bathsheba
But David never danced again
He limped all the way to the end
It's over, it's over, it's over
It's over, it's over
