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Sometimes, I just feel like giving up
But then I remember that I been through too much
And then I remember that I haven't done enough
And then I remember to just listen to my gut
She be telling me, "Look, we ain't finished yet...
You don't have to be perfect, long as you do your best
All the tears, they were worth it, so you don't need to stress
Because we're going to make a masterpiece out of all of your mess!"
So, I just keep going, keep growing
Getting all of my ducks in line and I just keep rowing
Paying these snakes no never mind because I just keep mowing
Tomorrow's not promised to me, look I'm already knowing
Faith big as a mustard seed, but I just keep sowing
Blessing from my cup runneth over, yet GOD just keep pouring
So as long as there's breath in my body, I'ma just keep flowing...
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