“God Don’t Waste Pain” [Intro – Spoken Grit] Yeah… They see the fruit now, but they don’t know the fight. Didn’t start in the pulpit— Started in pain. Let me talk. [Hook] I came up hard — no dad in the crib Mom was gone in the bottle, gettin’ beat where we lived Still hit church every week, Grandma said, “Boy, kneel” But I ain’t know the Lord yet, I just knew how pain feel Now I preach truth, yeah I teach with the flame But I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Yeah, I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Tryna numb it with the world, but He called my name [Verse 1 – Young & Watchin’] Third grade, church shoes, pain in my eyes Fakin’ smiles at Triedstone, choir kid with a disguise Grandma strong, kept a Bible on her nightstand She raised me on the Rock while the devil had a flight plan Baptized at nine, thought I made it to the team But I ain’t even scratch the surface of what sin really mean Single mom, fist fights, liquor bottles breakin’ Some nights no food, but we still said “Amen” [Verse 2 – Church Hurt & Deception] High school hit, wanted more than fake peace Met a homie talkin’ Christ, said, “Come meet some real peeps” New church, fresh vibe, no shame on my name Multiracial, love loud, thought I found real change Got dunked again, thought I was reborn But I still couldn’t read the Bible—felt dumb, felt torn They told me what to think, said they the only way Manipulated my faith—had me scared to pray [Hook] I came up hard — no dad in the crib Mom was gone in the bottle, gettin’ beat where we lived Still hit church every week, Grandma said, “Boy, kneel” But I ain’t know the Lord yet, I just knew how pain feel Now I preach truth, yeah I teach with the flame But I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Yeah, I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Tryna numb it with the world, but He called my name [Verse 3 – Break Down & Breakthrough] College came, I fell — hard into the trap Tryna hide from my trauma while I’m leadin’ Bible class Started questionin’ the doctrine, saw the cracks in the floor They said, “Don’t question leaders,” but I needed the Lord Cut ties, went ghost, said “Forget this church mess” But deep down I was hurt — I was mad, I was stressed Told God, “Why you let me get played by these fakes?” He said, “I never lied, son — they just twisted my grace” [Bridge – Redemption & Rise] Now I’m leadin’ men who came from the same storm Security with a mission, armor strapped and transformed My kids in the Word, my wife in the fight We break bread daily—scripture cuttin’ like a knife Got scars on my soul, but the wounds made a man Success ain’t applause — it’s obeyin’ the plan So I spit this for the broke, the betrayed and ashamed Your story ain’t over — God don’t waste pain [Hook – Final Hard Hit] I came up hard — no dad in the crib Mom was gone in the bottle, gettin’ beat where we lived Still hit church every week, Grandma said, “Boy, kneel” But I ain’t know the Lord yet, I just knew how pain feel Now I preach truth, yeah I teach with the flame But I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Yeah, I bled for this Word — God don’t waste pain Tryna numb it with the world, but He called my name
