Bruises (Prod. by Mook Beatz)

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Mike Dyl

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So many souls to save
So many souls to save
So many souls to save
I say these bumps and bruises, they chose us
But why did they choose us? (Yahmsayin)
We know that we chosen, we not clueless
But still, why did they choose us?
We come from where them young boys hold you up like a train for them cho chos
They don't give no fucks bout no po po
When it hit the news they think it's promo
Grama saying oh lord, all I can do is pray for em
Lord make a way for em
Diamond in the dust, been grinding hard I had to shake sumn
Hopped in traffic like I ain't going back home until I make sumn
Got so many scars if you listen close they prolly saying sumn
Ok ok, Keep preaching carry on
I love how they carry on like the luggage on a plane
It ain't the same when it change, it ain't the the same when they change
Still wouldn't hide the pain if I layered up some chains
But I swear it the view was different looking through those Louis frames
Couldn't blame us for our hustle, they can't blame us for our hustle
We just wanna shine, they tried to bury us
We took the struggle and mixed emotions, and let it carry us
Looking in the mirror and I see one of the chosen pups
Growing into a man trying his best for his little man
Damn it been a rocky road..
It's been a rocky road, and I ain't talking city pot holes
I'm talking bout out yonder, where you lose ya service
But err Sunday morning you dress up for church service
We come from where them young boys hold you up like a train for them cho chos
They don't give no fucks bout no po po
When it hit the news they think it's promo
Grama saying oh lord, all I can do is pray for em
Lord make a way for em
Diamond in the dust, been grinding hard. I had to shake sumn
Hopped in traffic like I ain't going back home until I make sumn
Got so many scars if you listen close they prolly saying sumn
Shawty don't like to play so I don't know why they thought that they could play with em
Shawty don't tote a tool but his brudda got it, it stay with him
Shawty don't trust the bank so them racks he get, they stay with em
Burry em in the country, wrap em right can't get no mold on em
Shawty ain't like the others about the bread, it's bout the code for him
These gifts I got were heaven sent
They treat me like the President
The way I lead its evident
I guess I ain't no f*ck up then
Huh
I guess I ain't no f*ck up then
I looked up to dem
Head above the rim, I remember slaving in them Tims
Got some bros down the road, wishing they could take a swim
Use to have the low cut, had the waves going in
But done grew our hair out, looking like we one of da Marley kids
Had the stick in the party, boy we was some bad ass kids
We was outta town throwing parties, on some epic shit
So thankful that we beat them charges, the lord done blessed the kid
So thankful that we beat them charges, the lord protected yo kids momma

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