Lord Knows
(专辑: Freebasing With Kevin Bacon - 2012)
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton:] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Underneath the
city lights Driving and I'm drinking Grandma pray that I'mma get it right I
just want a
piece of mind a
day where I
consider right Depression killing niggas losing sleep cause I
ain't feeling right Grade-A baby 80's baby stress will drive nigga crazy Popping pills and drinking more feeling undescribed lately Daily I
been going through a
[?] and I'm losing focus So I
play it super cool hope these niggas never notice Uh Lord have mercy on my soul I
just gotta make it 9
to 5
I
can't be pitching home, Chasing my dreams swear I
never been this scared before I
do it for my kids, This the
realest shit I
ever wrote [Hook: Planet VI] Lately my heads been spinning crazy Riding through my city music playing I
won't lose I
refuse not to make it However it comes I'll take it Spark a L
and crack the
window open Can't you see life is what you make it [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] Yeah, blowing dope by the
sunset Bitch I'm still standing sucka nigga I
ain't done yet Not from all the
bullshit that life threw a
niggas way Baby mamma PMSing just fucked up a
niggas day Talking to my dad kept it short cause I
ain't got shit to say Hardly know each other so we let relationships decay Mama hurtin I
wish I
could take the
pain away I
broke down when my Uncle died let his soul drift away In the
sky where them dreams go I
hold on emotions I
wish I
could let some things go Life can be a
bitch it's never palm trees and rainbows I
pop up out that gutter and brush the
dirt up off my kango Swear I
tryna let this pain go The
inside is burning up I
can feel the
flames grow And damn a
nigga hurting, they say nothing last forever Until they close the
curtain, and I
wake up paranoid Because these nightmares reoccurring, Success is never promised But fuck I'm so determined I
fall down I
get back up You know that nothing is for certain I
can't stop until the
pastor read my sermon Lord knows [Hook] [Verse 3: Freeway] And I'm, making it happen Made trapping, and now I'm making it trapping God has been gracious, new big faces, no new drug cases Thought I'd beast traced of the
bucases with incarcerated scarfaces But I'm car racing, 63 V-twizzy In the
booth I
get busy, murder tracks, mutilation And result dough accumulation I'm with young, black and dope From the
ghetto music, sooth the
nation Simple equation: I'm the
doctor, you the
patient First LP, second LP, operation [?], yall dudes know the
procedure If you cross me I'll squeeze you Leave you bleeding on the
doctor's table This is not a
fable, I
been monster cable Before the
monster came, now I
rock without the
label Reason that I
bought the
Porsche cause I
hoarse shit Louie Boat kicks rocking low shit without the
label This team early, you know we up for lunch and prayer Always catch the
brothers still ballin, but that's another story [?]