Verse 1 
E 
Father God, I am clay in Your hands, 
              B 
Help me to stay that way through all life's demands, 
            A 
'Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me, 
            B 
and every little thing I make up my mind to be. 
      E 
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix, 
     B 
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit. 
        A 
And I pray that I'm an artist to rise above, 
     B 
The road that is wide and filled with self love. 
E 
Every thing that I see draws me,  
          B 
though it's only in you that I can truly see  
             A 
that it's a feast full of eyes - a low blow to purpose. 
         B 
And I'm a little kid at a three rink circus. 
 
Chorus 
E                       B                           A        
I don't wanna gain the whole world! and lose my soul!       (X2) 
                      B 
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say. 
 
Verse -2 
E 
The paparazzi flashes and that they think that it's you,  
     B 
but they don't know that who you are is not what you do.  
A 
True, we get it twisted when we peak at the charts,  
  B 
yo before we part from the start where's your heart?  
     E 
you a pimp, hustler? tell me what's your title,  
B                                                   A 
America has no more stores now we call them idols, you sit idle,  
 
While we teach prosperity,  
     B                                                   E 
The first thing to prosper should be inside of me. We're free! 
 
Not because of 22's on the range,  
     B 
But Christ came in range we said yes now we changed.  
A 
Not the same even though I made a fall,  
B 
since I got the call, no more Saul, now I'm Paul. 
 
Chorus 
E                       B                           A        
I don't wanna gain the whole world! and lose my soul!       (X2) 
                      B 
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.