BGRU

Yeah

I got a million problems, I can't solve, but that's life
Owe a couple big ones to my God, but that's life
Lord, oh Lord, my dawgs been suffering
Can't walk the block without no argument

If your face ain't familiar, you can't come in here, you heard?
We got heaters, shooters, trappers, cut you up and leave you served
1-6-2 that's 2-10, do the math, we don't bend
Every test we pass together
Lord Almighty guide our hands

Block gone raise up, the code done raised us
You can't front around them kids, they gone get fed up
No one helped us, who gone save us?
All my brothers leaving early, guns all blazed up

The barrel all heated, your cousin out bleeding
What the fuck you shooting for?
My brother, what's the reason?
I can't comprehend the meaning
'Hind the mirrors and the smoke, yeah, yeah
All we wanna do is smoke

Just be grateful
Your block can't save you
You can spare the block
From trouble, just be faithful

Mother bless you
Mother bless you
Wish I'd take the pain away
And all that stressed you

(Yeah)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Yeah, Mother bless you)
(Wish I'd take the pain away)
(And all that stressed you, ooh, ayy)
(Oh, oh, Mother bless you)
(Wish I'd take the pain away)
(And all that stressed you)

Still I'll ride, still I'll bang
Hood on lock, we don't care
Momma, momma, don't wear black
Love your son, he's coming back

Sing this song if you feel low
Somethings, Lord, I can't control
I don't wanna lose my faith
But I don't see no other way
Help me out

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(Hmm, mm-mm)
(Hmm, mm-mm)
(Hmm, mm, mm)
(Hmm, mm-mm-mm)



Credits
Writer(s): Ermis Geragidis
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