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Dj Remix F DA WORLD
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ace Hood
Ace Hood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antoine McColister
Antoine McColister
Composer
Tyree Lamar Pittman
Tyree Lamar Pittman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Chop
Young Chop
Producer
Inderan K. Bailey
Inderan K. Bailey
Recording Engineer
Joe Zarrillo
Joe Zarrillo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Sam Bohl
Sam Bohl
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Starvation Dear heavenly Father I come to You today To remove all these evil spirits Keep us out of harm's way Never allow us to die broke I pray for them mother fuckers who woke up this morning and lost they life I dare the government, passing me law to remove the Christ As soon as the tragedy happen the person you call is God Now people obeyin and prayin and prayin, I'm sayin it's odd Fuck the world, the government too I'm keeping it real, them killas are still in political suits And I hated these people, there's nothing my brother nor sister could do But sit back and pray as we watch on the news and we take the abuse What train of thought, just tell it, you shoot up on movie theater What kind of fool gon walk in a school and off them angels? It could be my moms, my brother or sister or friend that I knew The funny thing is it could've been me, it could've been you I'm tired of people complainin about their lil shit When I just lost my grandmother to that cancer bitch You woke up this morning, why the fuck is you mad? You broke as a joke, get up off of your ass I hustle like niggas is broke even though I be countin the cash I gotta get it, like I'm down on my last Put that on my mama, don't wanna go through with them tears again 'Cause when you are broke it's nobody there including your friends Lord knows, the realest shit I ever wrote But through all the bullshit, I throw up a sign of hope But through all the bullshit, I throw up a sign of hope Fuck the world, the government too I'm keeping it real, them killas are still in political suits And I hated these people, there's nothing my brother nor sister could do Can hate it or love it but young and I'm simply speaking the truth I woke up this morning and I got the news that my homie was shot Out on the block and in front of his door, do believe it or not Good people are sayin they're prayin for innocent murders to stop We live in the hell, it's easy to tell some people is shot Who are you people to judge me 'cause of the way that I live? The way that I grind, the things that I did, the person I am Everyone got independent but niggas is broke as a joke I went to them schools and spoke to them children who need it the most I gave away toys, I gave em a speech, deliver them hope It's a blessing to become a blessing, my mama will set it in stone Fuck these niggas hatin on me Hate is such a weak emotion The money is the root of evil But that's that shit that keeps me focused Sometimes I still can't believe I'm a father No pain can describe on how reside with losing a daughter Fuck this world, the ignorants too They want me to fall but still I continue to lace up my shoe Society being miss-leaded, I'm simply giving you proof Them people is selling these lives, I'm simply speaking the truth Lord knows, the realest shit I ever wrote But through all the bullshit, I throw up a sign of hope But through all the bullshit, I throw up a sign of hope Fuck the world, the government too I'm keeping it real, them killas are still in political suits And I hated these people, there's nothing my brother nor sister could do Can hate it or love it but young and I'm simply speaking the truth
Writer(s): Antoine Mccolister, Tyree Lamar Pittman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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