Lyrics

Hey-hey, hey-hey Hey-hey, hey-hey Oh, oh, huh Look up to God, put my head in the sky (put my head in the sky) Losses after losses, I just wonder why (I wonder why, I wonder why) People think I'm trippin' like my shoes untied (like my shoes untied) If it wasn't for the music, would've gave up now (I cry in the, I cry in the) I cry in the dark, that's why it seem alright But I know that I'm special, not the average type It's alright to cry sometimes It's gon' be okay, gon' be fine We all gotta leave some day And that's the scariest thing Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah We all gotta leave some day And that's the scariest thing Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah) Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) My life ain't promised today How you just gon' smile in my face? (Yeah) Why you coppin' pleas from the state (yeah) How you let 'em bleed your face (let's get it) They took my dawg, they ain't safe (no) Tried to get out the streets but he can't (hmm) My unc' got out doin' life, walk around with a shank I'm traumatized by all these bodies gettin' dropped now (gettin' dropped now) It left me alone at an early age, I felt abandoned (I felt abandoned) They ain't understand it And I was plannin' and I was takin' my life for granted (oh whoa) They was 'round when I had bread, when I fell of they was branchin' (oh whoa) Look up to God like, "Why?" (Why?) Why You take all my guys? (Guys) And it hurt me inside (inside) I found out they was dyin' (dyin') I come from real, out the bottom From under, yeah, no food in stomach, yeah Better days are comin', yeah Most my homies dead, yeah I'm number three, Dwayne Wade Smoke, we high, meditate She treat me like dinner plates, uh I don't go away, I never fade, even when I die All these people they can never say "Kevo wasn't the hardest and the smartest Young on the rooster" All that hate they be dodgin' Leave it up to God, I know He gon' solve it, I know that He will All that flodgin', know you ain't real I wake up every mornin' not knowin' if I'ma live I'm trained to kill, with not a gun, but with my mind You know that I was born to be different Hard head, I don't never listen I know I had nothin' on God People know that I never starve I'm smokin' in rental cars, I don't care if my pockets large I smoke so much, I can't feel pain anymore Everybody said I changed, but they changed, show me, Lord I sit back and I reminisce, it's insane to me, Lord Every time that I have a problem, I run to You, Lord I come back to You, Lord, yeah, I run to You, Lord I come back to You, Lord, you know I run to You, Lord Look up to God, put my head in the sky (put my head in the sky) Losses after losses, I just wonder why People think I'm trippin' like my shoes untied If it wasn't for the music, would've gave up now I cry in the dark, that's why it seem alright (that's why it seem alright) I know that I'm special, not the average type It's alright to cry sometimes It's gon' be okay, gon' be fine, no, oh-oh Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah It's gon' be fine, oh-oh It's gon' be fine, oh-oh Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Jorres Nelson, Joseph Thomas Boyden, Kevione Austin, Durk D Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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