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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richy Rolex
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Mckoy
Songwriter
歌詞
I lose sleep at night thinkin' bout people that don't think about me Vibes be off, it's like somebody had a meetin' bout me Who can relate like when they smile up in ya face Pretend that everything is great but they just wanna take your place That's why I pray a lot I'm a human, I got feelings I'm a hero to my kids, but to somebody I'm a villain Can't please everybody, can't appease everybody Everybody say they love you, can't believe everybody I been lied to, I been hurt I'm not always the victim tho, I've done worse That's why I go to church, so I can better myself, bet on myself Cause I know I won't let me down like everyone else God got me and he always had me Even on days in that alley when them coppers grabbed me Even on days on Ontario when they tried to stab me Many nights I crashed out when the devil had me, he wanted me badly Sometimes I think like, what about me make me worthy? What about me made you keep me? Cause I feel I'm undeserving I ain't special, but at least I don't feel special to me I guess it's people's insecurities projected on me I know I'm great, they want me to think lesser of me They know it too, I just think they too invested in me I do it big, it ain't never been no pressure to me They don't even tell me they proud cause it's expected of me I need to hear it, it's gon' get me through them days when it get rough I need to hear it From my blood, cause from my friends, it ain't enough, I need your spirit God let it rain on me I want the world to get your picture, you can paint on me Remain blameless, it'll never be a shame on me I'm still stainless, and I ain't got a stain on me I'm still living my movie, you can hang on me They say I changed, no I grew and then you changed on me I said it's Yahweh or the highway Little Bible and some prayer, how I start off my day I can't live off bread alone, no I can't do this on my own I need you in this battle with me I try to do good, but evil be present It be the flesh, man I gotta get it under subjection It be the stress, that make me wanna show my aggression Show you that I'm still gangsta, so you know I'm protected It stems from my childhood, when I was rejected Had a calling on my life, listen I was selected In the streets I held my own, so you gotta respect it I was a lost boy, and that explains a lot of my records I got drug case, drug case, gun case Only time I cared is when I looked into my son's face If you thought I was gon' fail, you got the dumb face I know my banker well, in fact we gone on a lunch date Lord I pray, that you keep me safe, keep me humble Allow me to discern all the snakes in the jungle Make me whole, let me heal, let me build Keep me real, only if it's in your will
Written by: Richard Mckoy