Bottom Boy Survivor

You know I'm sayin', it's like
You just get tired of trying over and over again
You know I'm sayin', it's like (Yeah yeah)
Ain't nun working, you kna' I mean?

I come from the bottom I'ma bottom boy survivor
Praying every night for God to take care of my momma
Knowing this ain't easy man I cry at work sometimes
Like when I look back I feel like I just wasted my life
I really wear my heart on my sleeve
I pray that God won't ever forget me
They be tryna play my kindness for weak
I know my loved ones above gone protect me

Every day's a blessing I'm progressing
I won't ever take no less than I'm too invested
Hope my brothers got my back though that's all I ask for
Cuz' in the past I was fragile thought it was natural
Always knew this day would come did it independent
Me and my girl got LLC's we really mind our business
I already saw this way beforehand it's in my vision
Now all I gotta do is wait until we intermission
Real ones know that pain to see your momma cry
I felt that pain deep in my soul it made me wanna die
That's just what the devil want so I'ma live my life
I just put my faith in God that he gone make it right, yeah

I come from the bottom I'ma bottom boy survivor
Praying every night for God to take care of my momma
Knowing this ain't easy man I cry at work sometimes
Like when I look back I feel like I just wasted my life
I really wear my heart on my sleeve
I pray that God won't ever forget me
They be tryna play my kindness for weak
I know my loved ones above gone protect me

Over and over (Over and over)
Over and over (Over and over)
Over and over (Over and over)
Over and over (Yeah)

Yeah, ever been stressed out, everything going wrong?
Everybody pushing buttons, make you feel like going home
You just tryna figure out yo' life, you'n know what's going on
And you been feeling like they was right, but you wanna show'em wrong
Keep it real in all my verses
Been hurt from trusting people
You could write my life in cursive
Still learning good from evil
The devil mocked me in my dreams, I had to gett'em back
I gave my life to Jesus Christ, what better feeling man, yeah

I come from the bottom I'ma bottom boy survivor
Praying every night for God to take care of my momma
Knowing this ain't easy man I cry at work sometimes
Like when I look back I feel like I just wasted my life (Yeah, Yeah)
I really wear my heart on my sleeve
I pray that God won't ever forget me (Yeah, Yeah)
They be tryna play my kindness for weak
I know my loved ones above gone protect me
(Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Errol Allen Jr
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