F.A.I.T.H.

Let us bow our heads

A glass bottle in my swagger, attempt to climb the ladder
I took all my disaster, and became yo favorite rapper
I ain't here to sale you lies, I rather give you game
So someone can survive, off the lessons of my pain
Cause someone is alive, and they questioning the reason
Don't even realize that depression is a season
And it goes, like it came, whatever you can make it
It's cold and it rain, get a better coat and brave it
If I made it, you can make it, I tell it like it is folk
Cherish every dollar I get, because I been broke
Never would've made it out the dark without my big bro
SP, Aja Lee, El, and my kinfolk
Stocc, and my nigga G, keeping me in every show
Giving me a ray of hope, when I was bout to let it go
Now I know, weeping may endure for a night
But a lil' faith'll make it alright
Finally Anew I am Truly Healed

I had a talk with my barber, just the other day
Caught up complaining bout some money that I wasn't paid
He gave me game, helped me see it from another way
He told me bout some of his people, who had passed away
He said "So while I'm up here crying in his fxcking face
That I should actually be thankful for another day"
I dapped him up, and I thanked him, and left an extra ten for the tip
Then I went home and took my girl on a trip
Just for celebrating life, know it's hard to see when them bills
Got ya bowed up, to the point ya can't even chill
But keep ya nose up nigga, ain't no reason to feel
Like you ain't blessed, cause if you breathing
Then you and GOD is even, cause somebody didn't make it
And though it sound selfish when I say it
That's a trip I'm glad I wasn't taking
And I bet it feel awesome when you made it through the night
Cause a lil' faith made it alright
Follow All Insight That's His

I got a wall round my heart, and scars on my patience
From sitting round waiting, for some type of compensation
Thought the Lord was hesitating, to give me what he owed me
But I was never taking in what he was trying to show me
So he came down and told me, "Don't be sitting on your hands
You busy likcing wounds, you forgetting you a Man,
You ain't gotta come and ask, be glad with what you have
Remember you a King nigga, get up off yo ass! You are God-like
That's an extension of me, just be honest if you wish to be free
And realize, you don't need no promise, if you kick it with me
Just keep moving and believe it'll be", and I awoke with a purpose
And that's something nobody could take, and if you in that boat you prolly relate
Cause I swear, if you hurting and don't feel like you can make it through the night
That a lil' faith'll make it alright
Fxck All Individuals That Hate'that
Str8up