On God

Chopping up streets with my boys in the hood, on god aye
Fucking in woods, got me tired as fuck, call it Friday Aye
Popping champagne in the club for some hoes, shouting rossay
Sitting back watching the kids on the streets, like them old days
I just remembered the time on the streets, it was broke days
Break into cars for some spare change, then run of to Georges cave
Bring me to future, I'm sipping on wine, thanking lords faith
Blessing on Blessing for me and my homies, a journey

Struggles in past, blessings ahead
Call it a luck, I call it on god
Quit looking down, start looking up
Thanking each day, Thanking the lord

Swerving through streets of where i used to sleep, next to broadway
Nothing to eat till I sell some or sweep, I was hungry
Learning to live and I didn't believe, it was lost days
New year new me, resolutions of me, Still stayed broken
Pending on trial, confusions of life got me serving
2016 and I'm back on scene, you still lurking
Trapped with a case in a room full of days, that I've wasted
Fuck it I'm done, got a loaded on hand, thanks to lords faith

Struggles in past, blessings ahead
Call it a luck, I call it on god
Quit looking down, start looking up
Thanking each day, Thanking the lord

Fuck is your reason, i fuck girls and diss em, hit a next bae
You out here dissing, I pulled up, you missing, quit that flexing
Working on daily, Make bands and not pennies, stay in right lane
Fuck off my path, Ill shoot you In back, I don't raise rage

Struggles in past, blessings ahead
Call it a luck, I call it on god
Quit looking down, start looking up
Thanking each day, Thanking the lord



Credits
Writer(s): Yung Aye
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