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Why go through life clueless? Prolly keep the ruger for intruders How does one maneuver Tryna duck judas hallelujah Make proud of Momo Julia through illusions Secluded to a blueprint of confusion Homies now using see me sliding bucket cruising Tryna cover bruises Jungle make you humble the hunger just leave you clueless Stress high still hitting no loosies just doobies Now I bump Bootsy Collins Downtown hearing choppas Death is such we never proud of In time turn to product Over shoulder watching potnas Can't trust everybody Mother said the Lord got ya Praying to solve the problems I heard heaven keep a line (line) Why it be delayed sometimes? (why?) Make me never wanna pray sometimes You know God phone be busy as hell But at least his voicemail ain't full So I know we 'gon have to speak at some point So I just leave a message After the beep and one thing I know to be true Is he might listen and just respond To the message through the action that I seek Let me be naive like it just happen to be Multiple things can be true I can agree like the fact of my experiences Are exceptionally unique But coincidences don't happen to anyone And I mean anyone that includes me The Quaran said the heavens at the feet of your mother And the anxiety me and my niggas had caused Gotta be the reason the line so busy We was the good ones imagine the boys in the streets Would lay six feet deep before they was six feet tall Imagine the weight of those calls Could make God even stall Oh lawd I heard heaven keep a line (line) Why it be delayed sometimes? (why?) Make me never wanna pray sometimes But I know I gotta call it still I heard heaven keep a line (line) Why it be delayed sometimes (why?) Make me never wanna pray sometimes But I know I gotta call it still Divine timing, silver lining God don't rush his ways (God don't rush his ways) I can't tell you The amount of Times I've had to wait (wait, wait, wait) We surrender to the unknown Live in the present, only Lord knows Looking to the sky, so lovely Knowing only Jah can judge me (Nowwww) I'm calling, calling, calling, calling (Never did no wrong, always played it safe, oh) Only God can judge me well Well
Writer(s): Mueen Olufemi Adigun, Kiriti R Pandey, Florian Misornu Ziga, Austin Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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