I've been gone for a minute
Been low key with my business
Askin' Rita, who is it? Is it true?
I've been takin' off every weekend
You and I in our feelings
'Cause the high's so much better with you

Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride
But you feel like a religion
And who knew love would leave me feelin' this good?
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should

Now it's four in the morning
And it never gets boring
Friends, they shut up about it, I can't stop
It's written all over my face
You got me realigning my faith
That's the kinda thing that needs praise

Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride
But you feel like a religion
And who knew love would leave me feelin' this good?
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you, have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should

Don't know, don't know what you do
But I'm always praising you
Don't know, don't know what you do
But I'm always praising you
Don't know, don't know what you do
But I'm always praising you
Don't know, don't know what you do
But I'm always praising you

I have to
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should