

(yeah,
look)
Gift from the Most High to lift people up
Whole time they think you blind to the play
I've been trying to help people out for years Put 'em on
their feet and wipe away their tears
Soon as they stand,
they look at me sideways Plotting in the backseat,
running down my lanes Think I don't see
the angle or the shift in their eyes Acting real friendly with
a pocket full of lies
They think I'm asleep at the wheel
(no, I'm wide awake) They think I don't feel what is real
(seen every move you make) Turn around and act like strangers in
the room
Given to me
from the Most High to heal
Handing out grace, but you looking for a steal Tryna run me
over,
thinking I don't know
Watching every step
while I let the blessing grow
(yeah, I let it grow)
Once you pick 'em up,
they turn their back and run
Acting like they made it by themselves under the sun
Act like they don't know who I am no more
Leaving muddy footprints on my front floor I keep my mouth shut,
but my vision crystal clear
You ain't getting over on the spirit standing here
They think I'm asleep at the wheel
(wide awake right now) They think I don't feel what is real (I
see it all somehow)
Turn around and act like strangers in the room
Given to me from the Most High to heal
Handing out grace, but you looking for a steal
Tryna run me over,
thinking I don't know
Watching every step
while I let the blessing grow
(oh, I let it grow)
Gift still good,
heart still pure.
Clear vision always. (ahhhh)