God Promised

Here I go, making flights out to Philly again
To see my lil' bros, find the real me again
I had fairly odd parents, feel like Timmy again
Curses spreading generations, how I wish they would end
I ain't tryna do the fake shit on Christmas again
That nigga Des over there being distant again
A man's feelings misconstrued by the women again

It's time for real love, that means stop gossiping
Watching people fake life and call it reality
You can't break a kid's spirit
Only way time's a thing is if I work hard
Then I can be a lot of things

I can't talk back, okay
I figure I can sing
Daddy bought a mockingbird with pure originality
Judged so hard why I'm critical on quality
Fucked up, they saying it's dope, yeah, but not to me

Focused on the future God promised me
As long as I walk truthfully and honestly
You follow them 'cause it's movement that your eye can see
I'm helping them to get through, that's why they follow me

Ma was jealous too, she took a lot from me
So getting support from you means a lot to me
My music touched you? That shit wild to me
I'm drawing up the blueprint for my child to be

Touch my brothers love to see them grow
Tell me what you're learning, how you living 'cause I need to know
Phones taking data from our children, what you mean you don't?
You just call them brats like you don't miss them
While you're traveling and tricking while they be at home
How you only social in your DM, ho?
Still taking hours to reply like you don't be on phone
Tryna get up out these family ties, getting free my own
Getting to the prize, I ain't worried about what he be on

It's too late to tell me sorry now
Everybody wants me at the party now
I be talking bout dreams with my shawty now
Hitting Cat, getting cozy playing Ari's sound

If I was stuck in the past, where would I be now
I be talking my shit with a potty mouth
Evil never wins, it's just God be out
Shit, I'm plotting vacations to Mali now
I'm in Cali now

Wonder why I let you fuck my plans up
Pretending is cute, but to deal with it's a hand some
Feeling like they holding up the peace for a ransom
They was foul to me and I still got the and-one and some

The Devil is impulsive, so I plan fun
I'm on a mission, lost soul, no, I can't come
Getting back my rhythm, been a minute, so I dance some
Predecessors smiling, got me feeling like a grandson

The second stage, or should I say
The continuance through the second stage
Must be assisted by a support system
Or by simply having support
And you know, it is true that
It takes one person to make you think
That you are loved

Touch my brothers love to see them grow
Tell me what you're learning, how you living 'cause I need to know
Phones taking data from our children, what you mean you don't? (What you mean?)
You just call them brats like you don't miss them
While you're traveling and tricking while they be at home
How you only social in your DM, ho?
Still taking hours to reply like you don't be on phone
Tryna get up out these family ties, getting free my own
Getting to the prize, I ain't worried about what he be on

(You know, God promised all this)

(And more) and more, and more, and more
And more, and more, and more, and more
And more, and more, and more, and more
(Stay tune) and more, and more, and more, and more
And more, and more