The Cry For Help

Craig Vill

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Let us Pray
This little light of mine
I gotta let it shine
NyQuil in a bottle
And I mixed it with Canada Dry
Maybe I will quit
Maybe I lied
Maybe I'll keep on drinking all this shit until I die
Maybe it's the only way I get to talk to god
But who knows
f*ck it all
I might tell you when I arrive
Niggas sippin Wockhardt
More than all the pop stars
Y'all Niggas is not hard
That's why they done shot y'all
They ain't even let none of y'all niggas past the cop car
What you thought you got far
F*ck what the facades are
Cheated death Five times tell me what the odds are
Hottest on the east side
Of the whole Atlantic coast
We really from the zoo
We was raised among the animals
Nigga let my Nana know
Putting niggas in panic mode
Switched up the flow
Now they saying I got the antidote
Murder in the letter they telling me fucking Annie wrote
We sipping beetle juice while them niggas chill on banana boats
Dropped one last year
Working on three albums
Bitch I'm Craig Vill
Where the f*ck you gon be without em
Love it when I rise
Cherish when I fall
I'm telling all my stories I ain't embarrassed at all
If you a rapper in my way
My nigga expect to die here
Only want to make it so I can take all the guys there
I don't live this way for me
I need it for y'all
Put a bean in my drawls
I Call my grandmother by her middle name cause she a queen to us all
Shout out to Gussie
The reason y'all can't f*ck wit me
Built my confidence as a pup now it's up for me
Almost died in a quarantine
They said pray to God and he gon grant you some more dreams
But what I get a bunch of pills and some morphine
Blame the hospitals they been out creating more fiends
Maybe I am not myself
Maybe this a cry for help
Y'all discredit my everything while loving everybody else
Maybe they should
Cut the lights
stop the music
Take me down
Northside Philly we really raised in a crazy town
Don't make me talk about my real life
Describing what watching all of these Niggas really out here getting killed like
Y'all celebrating everytime I leave the room
I told myself it's cause they know they can not compete with you
Maybe I told a lie when I really needed the truth
Look into the pupils and tell me what can you really do
It's sadness when I'm rapping unfortunately in Zach booth
Niggas real studios
I know niggas that trap too
I wish you could've told me
Craig they never coming back to you
Amen

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Written by: Craig Jackson-Johnson

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