[Verse 1: Lecrae]

I've been treating this part of life like a dance floor

Side stepping all the things I've made plans for

And I ain't acting when I'm taking on a man's role

Chance to enhance the fam can be a handful

I rather have my hands full than be empty-handed

Travel all around the planets till I have it planted

Firm roots like great grand pap, married 65 years, 20 kids, same family

Strong as an ox and I'm from the same stock

So I won't be hanging out 'till I see the sun-o'clock

It's been a long time coming but I'm coming at a decent hour

Everything I have is ours start the wedding shower

Teeball games in the summer ballet in the winter

And I ain't scrolling through my twitter while we having dinner

Time to grow up, done drinkin I throw up

Neglected little man from my plans, try'n to blow up

Some people are so focused on the road to success

They don't see their whole family laying dead on the tracks

I rather cease to have my lyrics read over tracks

And put some family photos on the walls instead of plaques

[Interlude: Swoope]

It's been a long time coming, but we're here now

Unashamed

[Verse 2: Swoope]

Look

I remember watching videos by Hype Will

Thinking I could do that if I had a nice deal

But the precedent is MC's dead believe

They take the same exit that Mason Betha did

Cause when you're talking steal then ya sound hard

But they let you out ya deal when you found God

Back to watching Hype Will, think about how I feel

Wishin spitting Christian wasn't God's will

It's been a long time running, long time wondering

Long time humming stupid songs that I hated

From a rapper that I felt was overrated

Cause I knew that he was faking but he everybody's favorite

Coming with that same hi hat and 808 hit

Bricks that they weight lift, chicks that is naked

I'm in my house studyin' the scripts that is sacred

If this a success recipe I ain't gonna make it

So many reasons not to

I only graduated high school

I'm from a small little city that they fly through but never fly to

Just a plain town tryin' to be fly too

Ak-town rapper, we backed down never

So I'm finna to take my hood up like Trayvon

Finna hold my hood down like your favorite mob

Finna mix some hood nouns with the Pharaoh Monch

Walking with the King, boy, watch the Pharaoh march

Red Sea is my favorite part

The Lord opened up a new avenue

Industry got the wrong awards and we passin through

Church clothes on the mic spitting what your pastor do

Looking at the world through our Master's view

Offer you the optic codes, keep this glasses, too

On fire for the king, but we're cold rappers, dude

It's been a long time coming