Lyrics:
all kinds of thing that they not
I'm lost brother, can you help me
Can you help me brother, please
You see what we did, we lost the love
I'm
touring
Wait till i get on, i got the back
I really need no help cause
I carry my own slet i write my own rhyme and
It's coming from my head and it's on me
Need it, need it to get by, y'all
Can you get me high, y'all? (Hey)
I'm just what you made, God, just what you made, God (need-need-need it)
I'm
happening in the lots
I can't help it the lane I go thru fast
next time I'll wait
to late
this time they got me just tryna pass
devils tricking the god seed
about it
Every time I think
That I'm all by myself, oh oh hmm yeah yeah
I just look up in the sky and that's where I find my help oh
Somebody's
Still only opened my notes
Focused to cut out the fat, until this album was done
Kept asking God for forgiveness he helped me write what I wrote
Reminded
Ross, let me tell you who's the boss
Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la, smooth it out, y'all)
Oh my God (la, la,
of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me
on time, and its clear
I love you great God of the lords
You always soothe the hurt in the world
Ya help me, feelin better everyday
Your showing me a much
on time, and its clear
I love you great God of the lords
You always soothe the hurt in the world
Ya help me, feelin better everyday
Your showing me a much
it's beef
Out here in these streets
Everybody tryna eat off the same plate
Dead presidents, we want the same face
And to think, me and the president,
again
Help me raise this heart
Heart, unbreakable
Once you play God
Once you play God
They're gonna crumble one by one
Then we gon' ride right
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
But it's not easy because
Sometimes it's seems (oh God)
There's no way out
You're surrounded by problems
So many problems weigh, they weigh you
fear
Show me the one who brought you out here
I'll make him regret being so near
I'll make sure that everything's so clear
I'll be the one who helps
Dear God can ya save me
If you can't save me, save our babies
(We trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry
Life is hard and I
You cannot judge I am myself
I ain't really get no help
I came up just by myself
When you down you by yourself
Out the mud just by myself
I came so
cross ya out
Chorus:
Hey yo, I walk by myself,i die by myself
'cause ain't nobody gonna help me but my goddamn self
I do for my self,make moves for my
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
I wreck all them
You don't gotta second when you're
Tryna win check me out
I'm checking getting checks yes I'm
Stepping in and out
Couldn't help it
mountains
More patience, no rush
Fresh out the water
New lil baby
Baptized Reborn tape go crazy
Living my life like Christ, He saved me
In God's presence I
help you out (woah)
Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
I've been abused by this cold, cold world
Lord I'm going out I'm
saying I'm a rebellion
But I'm steady asking god everyday asking These questions
Can you help me?
Can you show me everybody who being fake To me?
Can you
Nicodemus, ah no so salvation go
You haffi be born by the spirit and by the blood
God good, God good, God good, God good
Ah little children let mi tell yuh God
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