Link; https://youtu.be/65zePPnB50A?si=DuskZ-6KnjUQbMen Lyrics; [Intro – Spoken] She knows I always been a little slower. Not crazy enough to lose my mind, but when it comes to her? I'll lose my cool real quick. Thank God for Jesus teaching me patience. [Chorus] She knows I'll hold to death—it's vow, word, truth My GOD gives from fathers, yes It's love, family, wife, son As though Gentile courts would move me—she knows my history She knows I'm that type to lose his cool Kick in that door and it's cut-throat (cop sirens woot woot) Grudge—funk her on the floor in his blood before they take me Lights flashing, wink to the boy: (one time) "Listen to your mother" from the backseat My Savior a good physician waiting Hold fast my prescription saying My patience works a heavenly work worth waiting I'm glad her blood is on me and not the floor She is not the whore—I'm learning man from my LORD (thank GOD brother He comes BEFORE) [Verse 1] She knows I always been one that's a little slow Don't see so easy, much of myself I fight that sleazy She seen me left far behind—I don't mind Rather her be safe than battle the battles I be facing When she leave the place I thought sure she'd be Find out she has no feet—it's rough Finding the LORD GOD strikes rougher Bounced like a ball, me easy To my world a small thing—to Him, my GOD YAH [Chorus] She knows I'll hold to death—it's vow, word, truth My GOD gives from fathers, yes It's love, family, wife, son As though Gentile courts would move me—she knows my history She knows I'm that type to lose his cool Kick in that door and it's cut-throat (cop sirens woot woot) Grudge—funk her on the floor in his blood before they take me Lights flashing, wink to the boy: (one time) "Listen to your mother" from the backseat My Savior a good physician waiting Hold fast my prescription saying My patience works a heavenly work worth waiting I'm glad her blood is on me and not the floor She is not the whore—I'm learning man from my LORD (thank GOD brother He comes BEFORE) [Verse 2] She knows I'm that one soldier who finishes with his son, yah The rain, the group—I push them through That will hold the grudge, come home to a messed-up I give what my Irish—the iris means I'll settle in sorrow, keep drama Call it queen potato farming—back up Put on the shield to the forward, now die for that It's dirty work being man to women that give their blood And this—when young I'd call girl Today? Bleeding in battle long before me [Chorus] She knows I'll hold to death—it's vow, word, truth My GOD gives from fathers, yes It's love, family, wife, son As though Gentile courts would move me—she knows my history She knows I'm that type to lose his cool Kick in that door and it's cut-throat (cop sirens woot woot) Grudge—funk her on the floor in his blood before they take me Lights flashing, wink to the boy: (one time) "Listen to your mother" from the backseat My Savior a good physician waiting Hold fast my prescription saying My patience works a heavenly work worth waiting I'm glad her blood is on me and not the floor She is not the whore—I'm learning man from my LORD (thank GOD brother He comes BEFORE)
