Break It

Yuh Yah These man won't let the kid breathe So stressed I ain't got no sleep (ah) I Gotta break these shackles Too many RIPs and Frees And round here in the streets It really gets tough when you got no p And police ain't giving us peace So bro feel locked in the streets But I still put up my hand and Praise him Cah I ain't ever been up in the station So many RIPs round here Thank God my cos my life ain't taken Broken home invasions Still got the shackle round me please break it Broken house invasions (listen) Our time will come, we're waiting (its like) We stay praisin' Every time I put my hand in the air, bro ask Why you praisin' him? So I say that I'm praisin' him So he best see this and just take me in Money is an option, God is an option So which one are you garn take now? Boy's still asking all these questions Cos everytime when I get these blessings, blessings But I don't do no stressin', stressin' Its the thing that he's testing, wait Humble, go far with blessing or blessings will go far, be humble I be prayin' the kid don't stumble Cos I pray that I get that bag It can never be a thing or my faith will stumble And I've noticed Hella man sayin' free my bros But won't ask her to come free these chains I can't lie it don't make sense Cah this life man it ain't no game And we still got Black Lives Matter Hard in these streets, man it just won't change But I still go ahead and just praise him Do up my dance, when I say just Lift it, wave it So much now I can praise him Who would have thought that the chains are broken So we can put our hands in the air and Lift it, wave it So much now I can praise him Who would have thought that the chains are broken So just praise man will save him These man won't let the kid breathe So stressed I ain't got no sleep (ah) I Gotta break these shackles Too many RIPs and Frees And round here in the streets It really gets tough when you got no p And police ain't giving us peace So bro feel locked in the streets But I still put up my hand and Praise him Cah I ain't ever been up in the station So many RIPs round here Thank God my cos my life ain't taken Broken home invasions Still got the shackle round me please break it Broken house invasions Our time will come, we're waiting Now we need some hope There's too many broken homes (ah) I feel like I got shackles Its the place where nights get cold Round here you don't get new clothes I pray for my bro cos he's stuck on roads So here we late night workin' Cos we're trying to make a hit like woah (woah) Back then a G don't rate it (now, now) Catch it, break it Dash on the floor like pavement Its all corruption, its blatant Cah my bro still doing up trade-ins But for nobody I'll trade it I'm sayin' C O G what my name is And my G O D is amazing So I just put up my hand and Praise him Cah I ain't ever been up in the station So many RIPs round here Thank God my cos my life ain't taken Broken home invasions Still got the shackle round me please break it Broken house invasions Our time will come, we're waiting We stay praisin' Praise him Cah I ain't ever been up in the station (nah, nah) So many RIPs round here Thank God my cos my life ain't taken (ay) Broken home invasions Still got the shackle round me please break it Broken house invasions Our time will come, we're waiting (ay) We stay praisin' Praisin' Ay, ay Praisin' Ay, ay Praisin' Praisin' Praisin' Ay, ay Praisin' Ay, ay Praisin' Ay, ay, ay Praisin' Praisin' Ay (Mason)