Waking up in my city
Every day is not promised
Niggas say they 100
They ain't keeping it honest
But I ain't too far different
I got a lot of things on my conscious
I got a lot of weight on my shoulders
Ain't got a lot of cash in my pockets
I got a dad that needs a new crib
I got a bill that needs to get paid
I got cops that want me locked up
I got kings around where I stay
And when I fight its hard to make peace
And when I'm stressed its hard to make beats
But every artist has an outlet
So I smoke so much I forget
But I remember when I was living in
My own world, not with a friend
I was by myself, I wasn't popular
I was too shy, a new guy
Maybe if I talk I'd be cool
Maybe if I broke every rule
What if I? What if I?
What if I got me a crew
SmartMouf in the house, homeboy what it do
Every single motherf*cking day I find a reason to give up
But I don't though- I got shit to do
And a whole life I gotta live up
Share love, keep it positive til the whole world plays my shit
I don't know if you pray, or how you pray
But when I pray its like this
I say
God Bless the people I love
God Bless my mother, God Bless my father
God Bless the people I love
I know when I die that I'm still alive
So God Bless the ones that look up to me
And have faith in me, and put trust in me
And God Bless the people before me
God Bless the light in the morning
God Bless
Hand on your chest, hand on your chest
Hand on your heart, hand on your heart
Palm on your heart, palm on your heart
Palm on your heart, palm on your heart
God Bless the people I love
God Bless my mother, God Bless my father
God Bless the people I love
I know when I die that I'm still alive
So God Bless the ones that look up to me
And have faith in me, and put trust in me
And God Bless the people before me
God Bless the light in the morning
God Bless