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Dari

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Joel Stafford
Michael Joel Stafford
Songwriter
Cedric John Beavers
Cedric John Beavers
Songwriter

Lirik

Father God I come to you in the name of Jesus Asking you for prosperity,asking you for peace in these streets Change these young niggaz hearts I thank the Lord everyday when I awaken I'm fighting demons and I gotta watch out for Satan Shedding tears I'm so sick of wiping faces You know the deal laugh now and cry later Why you hanging round me You know I don't want no fake around me You unloyal it's unsafe around me I feel like Future ain't no way around it Fast lane,I'm in the fast lane You only hustle for yo kids and yo last name So much bull shit goin on I done got use to pain Every time a nigga cry I pray to God it rain Bow your heads,for the lost ones I got a young nigga right now he ready to off sum I can't call myself a OG if I don't talk to em I rather we have a bond than him not making bond My nigga my homie my brother Ain't gota tell you that the streets don't love ya Go down the road now your family gotta suffer I know the code but it gotta be another Another way,another way,another way Gotta be another way my dawg We all make mistakes my dawg,yea yea I thank the Lord everyday when I awaken I'm fighting demons and I gotta watch out for Satan Shedding tears I'm so sick of wiping faces You know the deal laugh now and cry later Why you hanging round me You know I don't want no fake around me You unloyal it's unsafe around me I feel like Future ain't no way around it Yea,I made sacrifices to be here If you can't put the numbers up then you can't sleep here Man I gota focus on my path until I see clear And I showed ZaMirah I got her til I can't breathe here on this earth no mo Swallowed my pride I can't see me with this hurt no more Don't follow your pride or you gone see that it ain't worth the lows Them crazy vibrations,just mind racing I hope I don't get no citations But i'll take it man you don't know how I'm feelin bra My dawg had seven kids they still hit em up Why why why,those streets ain't got no love you should open up your eyes Police can kill my brother and still wont get no time Ain't nothing to discover it's right before yours eyes Oooh, you know I gotta keep my strong face on I'm just a black man tryna make it home yea I thank the Lord everyday when I awaken (Oh) I'm fighting demons and I gotta watch out for Satan Shedding tears I'm so sick of wiping faces You know the deal laugh now and cry later (Oh) Why you hanging round me (Why why) You know I don't want no fake around me (Nooo no) You unloyal it's unsafe around me (Hey) I feel like Future ain't no way around it
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