(Lay low, lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth.
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low.
(Lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth.
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low.
Tryin' to make this music that will change generations.
Gotta whole team with the same dedication.
We been walkin' out the kingdom,
Not just talkin' about the kingdom.
We display demonstration.
Sons and the daughters of the most high.
Casting out demons when we roll by.
We don't need a smoke 'cuz we on that Holy Ghost high.
We've were sleepin' with the devil
'Till God cut the soul tie up.
Yeah, we free now.
We the army of the Lord that the devil scared to see now.
We're not your average people.
We'll come to your city to trample on evil.
Shout out to the ones who don't sway in the Kingdom.
Shout out to the ones who don't play with the Kingdom.
Shout out to the pastor locked up for his faith,
And his family's at just home prayin' for freedom.
(Lay low, lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth,
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low,
(Lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth,
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low.
Where they at though?
Where the real Christians with
The cross on their back though?
Where the real Christians who don't compromise,
Who gonna prophesy 'till the day they get blasted up?
Who really down for the king?
Who gonna tell the world what they found in the King?
The road is so narrow,
And few people find it.
Who gonna be the ones who get a crown from the King?
(Where they at though?)
I'm spittin' that truth dawg.
You ain't gettin' in if you livin' for the luke dawg.
This is that straight talk.
I'm a truth teller.
"Get you in those gates" talk.
Shout out to the ones who don't sway in the Kingdom.
Shout out to the ones who don't play with the Kingdom.
Shout out to the pastor locked up for his faith.
And his family's at just home prayin' for freedom.
(Lay low, lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth.
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low.
(Lay low).
When you see us on the rise,
(Lay low).
Stay runnin' with the truth.
(Lay low).
If you ain't about Christ,
(Lay low) little homie, lay low.