Praying for these better days
Tryna meditate praying for these better days praying for my own
Lord please
They slam our dreams like its showdown
Then spit mo rounds
Hear the cries from our mothers
When we die in the gutters
Another day to how we suffer
She tried to give us everything she had because cause she loved us
The pain runs deeper in our veins
Now its genetic and its stored in our brains
Lord we was baptized when will we be saved
They kill us and put us on front page
They gun us down but do they see the fear in our face
You thought the gangsta life suited you but that wasn't the case
You got a taste of the real world and that shit was bitter
Now your seat always empty during family dinner
America don't care they always harming us
We dying in the streets so what the f*ck was the marching for
We on front page news so ain't no hiding behind
They love to see our face after we die
After we cry
They always hide
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
After We Cry they get gone
Media attention don't stay for too long
Don't care you killer or the victim
Either way they portray you as the villian
The thought alone is chillin
Lord we need some Healin
And a break from all this killin and this blood spilling
We selling poison to our own in hopes to reach a million
There's constant murder in the streets and this drug dealing
How far will we go how far will we fall
We walking blind in the streets but I done seen it all
Kings and queens of this world done went broke
How can we make it out when theres always no hope
We killing our own
We all carry chromes
Little kids die in the streets we couldn't see them turn grown lord
Haunted by muderous cries and the media lies
They turn their attention when they see the tears fall from eyes
Why do we die
Can't stay alive
Why can't we thrive
Why do they lie
Lord can we survive can we survive
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Praying for my own praying for
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Praying for these better days
Tryna meditate praying for these better days praying for my own
Lord please
They slam our dreams like its showdown
Then spit mo rounds
Hear the cries from our mothers
When we die in the gutters
Another day to how we suffer
She tried to give us everything she had because cause she loved us
The pain runs deeper in our veins
Now its genetic and its stored in our brains
Lord we was baptized when will we be saved
They kill us and put us on front page
They gun us down but do they see the fear in our face
You thought the gangsta life suited you but that wasn't the case
You got a taste of the real world and that shit was bitter
Now your seat always empty during family dinner
America don't care they always harming us
We dying in the streets so what the f*ck was the marching for
We on front page news so ain't no hiding behind
They love to see our face after we die
After we cry
They always hide
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
After We Cry they get gone
Media attention don't stay for too long
Don't care you killer or the victim
Either way they portray you as the villian
The thought alone is chillin
Lord we need some Healin
And a break from all this killin and this blood spilling
We selling poison to our own in hopes to reach a million
There's constant murder in the streets and this drug dealing
How far will we go how far will we fall
We walking blind in the streets but I done seen it all
Kings and queens of this world done went broke
How can we make it out when theres always no hope
We killing our own
We all carry chromes
Little kids die in the streets we couldn't see them turn grown lord
Haunted by muderous cries and the media lies
They turn their attention when they see the tears fall from eyes
Why do we die
Can't stay alive
Why can't we thrive
Why do they lie
Lord can we survive can we survive
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Praying for my own praying for
Tryna meditate praying for these better days praying for my own
Lord please
They slam our dreams like its showdown
Then spit mo rounds
Hear the cries from our mothers
When we die in the gutters
Another day to how we suffer
She tried to give us everything she had because cause she loved us
The pain runs deeper in our veins
Now its genetic and its stored in our brains
Lord we was baptized when will we be saved
They kill us and put us on front page
They gun us down but do they see the fear in our face
You thought the gangsta life suited you but that wasn't the case
You got a taste of the real world and that shit was bitter
Now your seat always empty during family dinner
America don't care they always harming us
We dying in the streets so what the f*ck was the marching for
We on front page news so ain't no hiding behind
They love to see our face after we die
After we cry
They always hide
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
After We Cry they get gone
Media attention don't stay for too long
Don't care you killer or the victim
Either way they portray you as the villian
The thought alone is chillin
Lord we need some Healin
And a break from all this killin and this blood spilling
We selling poison to our own in hopes to reach a million
There's constant murder in the streets and this drug dealing
How far will we go how far will we fall
We walking blind in the streets but I done seen it all
Kings and queens of this world done went broke
How can we make it out when theres always no hope
We killing our own
We all carry chromes
Little kids die in the streets we couldn't see them turn grown lord
Haunted by muderous cries and the media lies
They turn their attention when they see the tears fall from eyes
Why do we die
Can't stay alive
Why can't we thrive
Why do they lie
Lord can we survive can we survive
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Lord Lord
After we cry
What do they see when the pain reach the surface how many caskets do we have to purchase
All of this hurting
Can't manage streets cut up with no bandage is it worth being alive will we move on
After we cry
After we cry
Praying for my own praying for
Writer: Jethro Francois
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid