Raz Simone - Oh Lord lyrics

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Prod. by Raz Simone and Jake Crocker

(Verse)

It's been years now, watched all of these tears now

Seen all my fears now, I can't let my peers die

My only fear now is that I be too late

Like momma, this is for you, and she ain't even wake

I best start focus, but lately I'm losin' my mind

Losing my time, losing my friends, losing my sign

I got the car now, all these bitches, they be down now

I walk up out my chariot and they bow down

But truthfully, who gives a fuck about the car now?

More Amazon workers live here than people that unwind now

My neighbor that's more _______(?) standing

Then the downtown, I'm a native out here and these pilgrims

Know my sign now

How many youtube videos and links to soundcloud

Can a nigga bounce off with the record to my sound now?

From the bottom, it's hard, they sleepin' on the blind now

That weak shit get found out, I pray the fake shit get found out

(Hook)

Oh, Lord, I don't even wanna move

I'm laying in the bed with my shoes

And I'm whispering oh, Lord

Please watch my steps

I don't know how many more I got left

So I'm prayin' Oh Lord

The fake kept on prospering

To the real "keep-it-mobbing" men I'm singin'

Please watch our steps

Cause there ain't much of us

No one's left, so I'm screaming, Oh Lord

(Verse 2)

I don't even pray no more

I let my mind take my son to church, but I hate to go

Most men won't get steady cause the cost won't let them take that vow

If that's what true love looks like, then I'd rather stay alone

Sleepless eyes gone crazy, slangin' dope, breakin' hoes

While I'd rather stay at home, take it slow, make a poem

Y'all must be adopted, I swear, you fakest, bro

Act like I ain't here, my nigga, I'm on my baby's flow

My heart's so cold in the desert, I really finna make it snow

They talkin' wet about me, to get home I might have to get a boat

The town wants me to take control, and rid them of the fakest flows

Your whole life's a PR campaign, that must take its toll

(Hook)

(Bridge)

INMax bout to drop a White Privilege 2 after the summer time

Hmm, I wonder why, but look around you, all this shit is just fucked

All my niggas is dead or in the FEDs or they gone

To get this shit right now is gon' take a lot more than a song

Somebody in my corner, please correct me if I'm wrong

Or just let us carry on, I been tryna be strong

But my niggas got more to worry bout out here than a bong

I pray that the sincere live long

And the empty justice get cut with the snakes in the lawn

The powers that be create the vision, racial tension

Money don't make the man but money does make decisions

Do you get it? Yeah, you get it, what you see from what you whippin'

I ain't tellin' you to quit it, but please don't peace while you pimpin'

Even tho that's what I'm doin', I'm just workin' what I was given

I'm a street nigga, don't say shit bout my decisions

(Hook)