"In My Spirit" lyrics

(Damn, Cyrus, why you always in my business, huh?)
Yeah, uh-huh
Through these, through these
Through these frames how I'm lookin' at my life
Through these

Through these frames how I'm lookin' at my life
Way too calculated, I'm knowin' I won't live twice
My sin was holdin' me, thank God Christ paid the price
I was stuck inside my sin, only worried 'bout my wins
I wasn't worried 'bout my friends, I wasn't worried 'bout real love
I was worried 'bout gettin' checks, I was worried 'bout gettin' dubs
I was hangin' with the thugs, tell 'em, tell 'em
Tell 'em get us out the ghetto, we gon' bug
In my spirit that I was, I was worried 'bout makin' buzz
I was insecure, I couldn't take no chances on real love
I know, I know, I know the Father way above, Holy Spirit, that's within, man
I'm workin' with the dove, while y'all posted in the club
Why you're worried 'bout the girls? Man, they treat you like a scrub, yeah, yeah

How do you know real love? You don't know God
How can you get thanks? You don't thank God
I feel like I'm Peter, I'm with Jesus, with the squad, with the gang, with the guys
Lookin' at me, it ain't no lie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How do you know real love? You don't know God
How can you get thanks? You don't thank God
I feel like I'm Peter, I'm with Jesus, with the squad, with the gang, with the guys
Lookin' at me, it ain't no lie, yeah, yeah, yeah

They don't know what I fought, they don't know what I felt
They don't know how I feel, thought I was by myself
Father, please, I'll just keep it a stack, I need your help
Just to find myself, Lord, I hope it's mercy on my soul
Growin' up I was cold, but in me you saw gold
In me you saw something that you had to make your own
I rock with you forever, I been prayin' to the throne

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whatever, it's truly, it's truly, yeah)