God is Us

Gotta love ya, gotta love
Gotta love ya, gotta love
Spread, love
Give, love

We need some love in the hood
I see some good in these thugs
Pass all these guns and these drugs
I see the hood need a hug
Pull up your pants it's on
Tired of waiting on wrong
Couldn't wait for the clouds to clear
I learned to dance in the storm

Baby mamas and fathers
Got together so trippy
Can't see baby when he want it
Cause she said that'll get him
You see this is a riddle
Cause they said he don't give a
Who gets hurt so earn some, put the kids in the middle

We still running from troopers, and the killing is crucial
Need the gangsters to group up, need a truce in the future
Got the dealers and dopers, tell my people keep hope up
Get a broom, hit the park, man, this hood is atrocious

Some tell elderly to mind they business, what is it, wicked?
They ain't nosy since they kicked it in the hood since they built it
Mom and thugs got his love thug address
Love your mother, love your brother, love your life, love yourself

Loving you more
Using your heart, that's what it's for
Go hard for your family, do it for yours
Don't know about the weather, but I'm sure
I'll be loving you more, that's what loving is for

Time for family and favors
And giving hands to neighbors
Even cleaner or weaker
Al-Rahim to his media
Most of OG's going is out to hold me a sword
For protection is armor
To keep us safe from this corner

We can scream they don't hear us
Smoking shit not the filler
Sighs of slivers some liquor
How can we lift our spirits?
We can fly out some folders
Or go grind some shoulders
Tell the OG's to show up
Have some sit down with soldiers

Need to love our ladies
Show our queens more respect
Our purpose protect
Be the lungs for they breath
We got a man up, get up
Better wait, it's time
Show off queens with the faros and it's poverty

Let's talk property properly
Let's talk about monopoly
It's your future and robberies
Mobbing thugs, God is love, fuck a dress
Love your mother, love your brother, love your life, love yourself

Loving you more
Using your heart, that's what it's for
Go hard for your family, do it for yours
Don't know about the weather, but I'm sure
I'll be loving you more, that's what loving is for

There's a war in the ghetto when we blowin' time, showin' time
Show the shine, need the old and I'ma need to know the line
Let's show the grind and the holdin' sound
Million dollar motor miles, fund the youngest 'round the lower class

Without college, we gettin' the street scholars and they don't wanna hear knowledge
They wanna hear about the dollars, show us love from the hierarchy
And the cops might not try to spark me, and they might higher dark me

I think the rhyme behind the hurt's the last verse
When they came to the block, bustin' if you ain't robbed they ass first
What goes around comes around, no's and yes's
It's armors and gestures, and karma is a heifer

Thug to thug, whether dag or jalavi
Pick 'em up if he sloppy, love is love, here's a copy
Mobbin' thugs, God is love, thug address
Love your mother, love your brother, love your life, love yourself

Loving you more
Using your heart, that's what it's for
Go hard for your family, do it for yours
Don't know about the weather, but I'm sure
I'll be loving you more, that's what loving is for

Although life's a grind and it ain't always right
We go through our struggles but we still gon' fight
We got our problems but we will survive
We got our problems but God is love
God is love