Sanctified

Lyrics

There's a field with angels movin' around me
 I just worship thee, for all He's done for me
 It's a new day, I have been born again
 I've been born again, I've been born again
 In His spirit, and His name, I'm sanctified!
 Lord, I testify, he's right by my side
 I believe it be His word is so clear to me
 Yeah, yeah
 All I want is 100 million dollars and a bad bitch
 Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage
 Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established
 God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status
 All I wanted was 100 million dollars and a bad bitch
 Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage
 Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established
 God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status
 Niggas be lovin' the old Ye, they sayin' the new Ye, that nigga be spazzin'
 But when Ali turn up and be Ali, you can't ever change that nigga back to Cassius
 So you can gon' and make them lies, but I'm so sanctified
 I don't sweat it, wipe my forehead with a handkerchief
 And wash my sins in the blood of Jesus (huh)
 People sayin', "Ye we need another Yeezus" (huh)
 Lames try to tell me, "Cut the wilin' out, out"
 But who the fuck is you reachin'?
 Pass me 30 bottles, champagne procession
 That's that Holy water, sanctified refreshments
 God sent me a message, said I'm too aggressive
 Really? Me? Too aggressive?
 I can feel His blessings wash away my sins
 I'm sanctified and, I have been born again
 Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name
 Oh
 All I want is 100 million dollars and a bad bitch
 Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage
 Groupies in the lobby they just tryna get established
 God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status
 Keys to my success, I get new keys and new address
 Bitches that I date don't get degrees but they can dress
 Felatio's amazin', make grilled cheese for you, the best
 Major cult figure, I'm the fresh David Koresh
 Soldiers all in gators, new Mercedes for cadets
 Balmain uniform, you know Donda designed the vest
 Double M, that be the Army, better yet the Navy
 Baby seen me in that Wraith, wanna have my baby
 All I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
 Now I want two hundred and ménage in my palace
 Walkin' out the jeweler with no motherfuckin' balance
 Somewhere in Jamaica I'm still holdin' on my chalice
 Rims on my Ferrari, my bitch said that I was childish
 'Til I fuck a girl, that girl tweeted that I was stylish
 When we fucked again, she told me "That was just some foul shit"
 I walk into the room, you can even hear all the silence
 I can feel His blessings wash away my sins
 I'm sanctified and, I have been born again
 Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name
 Oh
 

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Duration
04:49
Key
9
Tempo
126 BPM

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