Lord Knows I Try (feat. Olivia Swearington)

Life is a struggle, ain't nothing easy about it Everything good you got to work hard for Everything thats worthless comes easy Talk to them. Let them know Mike was the illest on the ball court. Smoked New Port Shorts Had a promising career till D's kicked in his door He was moving that raw and the judge shipped him up north 3-9 For a couple pies, tryin to live large Look pah, he's a man that had a plan to feed his first born Scholarships and the college grants was all gone Wasn't Gods plan but Satan had a plan for him He mopped the mess hall floors before he studied law Things they locked him for possibly could get off Thus he studied law books until the break dawn Fantasizing one last chance at basketball He quit the cigarettes and took it serious sure Got his case overturned now he's out the door Greeted by his loved ones he kissed his baby moms Just a small time served they thought he snitched on them 5 Stacks on his head they put a hit on him He's doin slam dunks and he finally got back to ballen' Thats when we heard the gun shots and seen his body fallen Took all the trophies he won, left them inside his coffin Put my ear to his mouth and swore I heard him calling Lord know I tried, yeah I tried, yeah I tried I tried But I get tired, yeah I'm tired, yeah I tried it Just when I'm moving forward, somehow I get held back I asked myself why? Why? Why? But Lord knows I tried Some trade they lives to be a merchant and never fulfill their purpose Tryin to get that pension but failing to learn a lesson It's the reason why I can't exchange my life for dead presidents Seen too many die Tryin to shine and be on record Mike was just that type so I put mike on this record Rest in peace, his destiny exceeded expectations He was born to be a light in fact he could've lead a nation Instead crack and basketball entertained his neighbors Many lives are similar, ignorance is blatant A good job and a big house ain't a sign you made it I see it all and write down as I'm tryin to make it The difference in my case is that I contacted my maker Jehovah showed me Satan and his plan to fill my grave in My soul is in a banquette and it's me against the plaintiff Walking through this battlefield with clear and present danger I share the war report like Capone and Noriega Lord know I tried, yeah I tried, yeah I tried I tried But I get tired, yeah I'm tired, yeah I tried it Just when I'm moving forward, somehow I get held back I asked myself why? Why? Why? But Lord knows I tried