Songteksten

Look the ways of the western world Have us moving in the wrong direction We're seeking guidance Oh lord we need your protection It's so easy to go down the wrong path Even more difficult to come back All you really need is god just one friend Listen up close my young friends Listen young man I was once in your shoes Chilling with the homies Chilling with the crew Smoking on that (mhm) Sipping on that (mhm) Trying to bag gyal on snap on whatsapp Chilling with akhi's grippin on the strap The trap, it really is a trap I know you heard that Loudest of the loud been burned that Ashamed of the past but that's what made me Look at all my bros that betrayed me The real ones stayed, the fake ones left me They're call me "the great one" like gretzky Saint's have a past Sinners got a future Dont trip mister drug user You can change your ways you don't need to think twice If you don't you gon have to pay the price mhm The life that we live is crazy, trust me Member being broke I was dusty crusty Eyes full of tears, heart broke, nose runny Now my life's sweet like honey funny All it really took was time and patience Praying to Allah put my faith in Now they all watch like surveillance I was on the news every station Looking at my mom like I made it, rate it? That's your little boy turned man good gracious Hope that you're proud I know that I've let you down So many times I had to see you frown I had to be the change that I want in others Start with talking to the brothers (akhi's) My sisters, please listen We're all on the same mission We often forget so let me remind you You can achieve anything you put your mind to Stand up for what you believe in Success starts with a bit of dreaming Speak up, you dont need to be whispering Hard work pays off akh the world's listening Get with it, or leave it alone If you get with it, go hard or go home
Writer(s): Ahmed P Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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