Text: Tyrese. Interlude - Lord You Control Me.

Lord, You control me

I used to try and predict my future
But it used to only stress me out
Lord, that was one of my biggest blessin's
To get born and raised in Watts
'Cuz not only do I know about the struggle
But how to appreciate my blessin's

Lord, You control me
(All the way to the top)
I'm so blessed that You chose me to do your work
(Thank you Jesus)

Out of all the people in Watts
You sent me out there to represent for my people

I talked to my momma
When I thought to give up on it all
She told me, "Get up, stand on your feet
Praise His name
He's not done with using you, baby boy"

Ohh oh
Oh I wanna thank you, Father