“MUSIC FILE DETAILS”
- Writer: Bosslady
- Artist(s): Blxst Ft Remble
- Track Title: Child Of GOD
- Released Date: 2023
- Category: Music
- File Type: Audio
Now, it is indubitably confirm that this wonderful tune was carefully composed and delivered by the artist compared to other songs by the artist, and it is now making so much waves all over the world.
The artist was quite excited to inform the fans about this new drop on Twitter and other social media platforms earlier this weekend and you can stream it in all the music platforms.
Listen below:
“child of GOD”
Child of God I’m defeating all odds
Lonely up top yeah I’d rather bring squad
I ain’t clocked out yeah I’m still on my job
Yeah, yeah still on my
I’m a child of God I’m defeating all odds
Lonely up top yeah I’d rather bring squad
How could I hide when I’m really outside
Yeah
And I done seen it all above
The hate, the love, the fake handshakes, the genuine hugs
It is what it is yeah was what it was
I done really lost friends that’s what success does
Aye who I’m supposed to cry to? Or try to
You ever wonder why you? Cause I do
I check on my strong friends
They got a life too
No matter the battle baby I’m right beside you yeah
Lost in my fate hard to relate
Forgive me for my sins all the hearts that I break
Wished I was on, now I’m getting off with the greats
I guess you gotta win all them losses you take right?
Aye
Child of God I’m defeating all odds
Lonely up top yeah I’d rather bring squad
I ain’t clocked out yeah I’m still on my job
Yeah, yeah still on my
I’m a child of God I’m defeating all odds
Lonely up top yeah I’d rather bring squad
How could I hide when I’m really out…
It’s Remble
Praise The Lord till I lose my voice
Fail to plan and you lose by choice
I let go of the wheel and let him choose my course
Blessings hit me in my face like a two-by-four
We know when they free Smokey he gon’ rule by force
Ain’t no gangster alive that can cool my torch
Or can press my line I can shoot half-court
Do a trey-flip but don’t land on a four yard
You can roll it up we just seen your report card
Sheee
Tiny squabble up and Newborn got dumb heart
Infant sumn like O-Dog on that one part
Till this day I deal with those flashbacks
I’m from where you blast first or you’re getting cracked at
Big piece of weaponry in a little backpack
When you said you were jointed you meant in every aspect right?
Protect me from evil
Love who I love but sometimes it could be your own people
I ain’t never told I could tell who deceitful
Destined to win all those L’s underneath you
I can tell if it’s real in it
I won’t sip with no seal with it
I don’t wanna deal with it
This foundation can’t crack I’m still building it
You ain’t gotta understand but you will get it
