Oh, I, I, I, I

Oh, I, I, I, I

Oh, I, I, I, I

What if, what if my Grandma was alive

And here to see me walk this earth, she'd look me in my eyes

And tell me everything of good that she's seeing inside

And tell me all the things that I would do to my surprise

The suits and the bow ties, I know she'll see me on the rise

Rewind, what if she made it past my middle school graduation

I step with hesitation, she'd probably lift from my chin

And tell me something that's motivating

My soldier baby, you know I see your greatness, you know I'm seeing

The doubts that's in your head is making faces

The odds is crazy, all because you are black, I know they racist

Always look out for the hand behind they back, cause they be snaking

Know where your place is, it's one number one spot gon' tie your laces

So never be a punk, never be a chump, never be a s'more

Yeah, we know you handsome, but don't be a whore

Don't bottle your feelings, them emotions, how you lose the war

Crying don't make you less of a man, sometimes it make you more

You Muslim, they gon' laugh and they gon' tease, fuck what they hating for

Just focus on your goals, focus on taking moms out that jeep into a rolls

And shit you off a Rosecrans, head up on a swivel

They gon' shoot until they hold hands and never sell your soul, that's a slow dance

Colder than the North pole, if they rob you, make you pole dance

Wish I could pray to God with like four hands

Shit

Gotta know how to move and groove, just be a school boy

Being a member don't make you cool boy

Wanna be a cool boy, you got nothing to prove boy

Shit, just go be a school boy

Wanna be a cool boy, you got nothing to prove boy

Don't worry about these girls, they gon' use you like a tool

And you only in 10th grade

Why go love a girl that see your heart and grab a blade

Why follow the people that one day you'll have to save

Fuck over your life, that's how you see an early grave

Walking with your morals intact is better than J's

I know it's storming now, but you'll see the better of days

If you see a fake on your bridge, just set it ablaze

Never been super religious, but let the God guide the way

Vicki What If

Cummings

What if

What if

What if my Nana was alive

To guide me through this music stuff and what I should revise

And see another generation of an F.O.I

She bow her head and hit the floor and pray about me and her rakas

Pray Allah, you make him wise

Pray Allah, you use his voice against the dead and make them rise

Pray Allah, you give him strength so that he never compromise

Pray Allah, he don't get big headed, so humble him to size

I pray Allah, that all his trials don't be his character's demise

Go to Allah when you feel down and nobody else is around

So pray a lot, know the truth is your sword and that's all you got

The devil plots, but the God's plotting to the pen when it jots

Bring in life to the trees and the seas, the ghettos and blocks

I know you hot, but shit you moved to Chicago, double your socks

You know I sung up at the palace, the ministers, love is locked in

You got some work to do, these youngins with the glock tens

You can see they fearless, but they don't know how to stop sin

Grandson, you a mini savior

Grandson, gon' and get your paper

Grandson, gon' and change the narrative, make it greater

Grandson, you can do whatever, you highly favored

Grandson, gon, and make your mama and your daddy proud

Grandson, you doing karate like your daddy now

Grandson, you became a man, I see you got it now

Grandson, I see you got married, hold your wifey down

Grandson, I want some great grandsons

One day you'll understand why your lil' man's come

Mom and dad done made mistakes, but nobody's perfect

I know that it's worth it, I got four of them, all of them working

Inside of they purpose, I spent a lot of time in these verses

Of talking about love, so the love transition's out of my surface

Beyond all the hearses, the closing of curtains

Your life ain't plain, so to plane you on gone come with some turbulence

Leave the chickens in the churches, stop the family's curses

Luxury, money, good homes for you to go and refurnish

And friendships in all walks of life, it's your promise to earn it

Just gotta stay up with the righteous or you'll earn you a furnace

Ain't no crisis if you doing what Christ did

Listen to what I said

Syreeta what if

Wright

Muhammad, what if

Muhammad, what if