Child of God Lyrics by Chance the Rapper
Just do your thing, child
Just do your thing, child
Do your thing
Truth be told, I got the ball on a string
Carry the weight of the world but it came with some handles
I drag it to the basket
Moses with the passage, safely
Lord God, please make an example
I tried to break shackles, now their ankles in shambles
I can’t expect them to be grateful and thankful
They thought I had a manual like Hansel
Leave your plans in man’s hands and it gets manhandled
Dancing in the street but I didn’t panhandle
When I finally drop, make a pamphlet
Sell tickets, put that shit on FanDuel, OnlyFans, and Fandango
Give me your ear like Van Gogh and it’s candle wick, I mean
I mean, it’s lit like a candlestick
When I’m fatigued like a camo fit
A rich man, the size of the needle that the camel fits
Walkin’ to Jesus with my sandals wet
This world will make you second guess your first mind
Remember when it was your first day, the first time?
It couldn’t have come at a worse place or worse time
And you remembered that lil’ voice with that rehearsed line
Just repeating
Do your thing, child (Do your thing, child)
Do your thing (That shit hit, ha-ha-ha)
Just do your thing, child (Do your thing, child)
Do your thing (Do your thing, child)
(Do your thing)
At every corner store, bodega, delicatessen
Stands a big head kid learning delicate lessons
Roasted for they clothes or they emotions or they roaches
Bullied by they friends or they mommas or they coaches
Half-sized, chastised, dolls with glass eyes
Talked down, tossed down, the world just passed by
Grow up to be saviors, surgeons, rabbis
The world should’ve capsized when God got baptized
The boat don’t sink
The show don’t stop
The weapons form
The lo’ don’t drop
The boat gon rock
The foes gon plot
The roles don’t switch
The photo crop
The motto is
The more those hate
The more doors prop
Open, the Prince of Heaven was tempted
Told that He wasn’t who He was and they meant it
And never was there a path better cemented
So what they gon’ say when you at the Olympics?
Or trying to attempt it
Remember it was your first day, the first time?
Couldn’t come at a worse place or worse time
And you remembered that lil’ voice with that rehearsed line
Repeating, it was saying
(Do your thing, child, do your thing, child) Do your thing
(Do your thing, child, do your thing, child) Just do your thing, child
(Do your thing, child, do your thing, child) Do your thing (Child of God!)
Just do your thing, child
Just do your thing, child
Do your thing (Child of God!)
Just do your thing, child
Do your thing
Just do your thing, child
Just do your thing
This world will make you second guess your first mind
Remember when it was your first day, the first time?
It couldn’t have come at a worse place or worse time
And you remembered that lil’ voice with that rehearsed line
Just repeating
Just do your thing, child
Do your thing (That shit hit, ha-ha-ha)
Just do your thing, child
Do your thing
(Do your thing, child)
(Do your thing)
(Do your thing, child)
(Do your thing)
(Do your thing, child)
(Do your thing)
(Do your thing, child)
(Do your thing)
Child of God!