[Verse: Thato Saul]
Lord forgive me I’m a sinner
A bonafide spitter
How could I take it all laying down
Of course I'mma sit up
All these n***as are wishing to
Eat your course and your dinner
Think presidential
You thinking bout your cars getting dimmer
Under my eye there's a scratch
Your boy's been a vinyl
Repercussions of street fighting
With some toys like a final
If I feel heated I will proceed
And destroy all your vital
Knuckle or rifle
Pick a way to shorten survival
I say fuck the polices
Let me talk up to Jesus
I see you in myself and on my future jewellery pieces
Ducking correction
Getting my street cred in collection
Make a connection
Its hell when you got my complexion
Tell me the verdict
N***as know the price to pay cause they’ve heard it
But the satisfaction is deep
When the street cred you’ve earned it
I glide on the surface of drama, I pick karma on purpose
Burn like a furnace
My fever making all of you nervous
I will come and damage
Pretty sure you gone need a bandage
Take little respect for rappers walking around like a pageant
Can you imagine my angels and my demons are matching in efforts passion
They trying to get me and their team latching
I’m bringing my batch in
What I cook will provoke some action
You rappers tire
Meaning that you do it for traction
I keep it eight more than ninety two
I keep my crew from a faction
Keep my compassion
Get my coupe the key to attraction
My pain self inflicted
I’ll never get my drama evicted
I should’ve probably took the hate the hood gave and then flipped it
If I go to prison, the judge throw me inside a prism
A jail cell steel bars with a basin and pot to piss in
I could’ve taken my chances and took my pot of gold
But rather took my homies fashion and got my parole
'Cause on my street corners when drama hit I don't fold
My pops wishing that I was never built from this mold
Self infliction is a wonder what a beautiful blunder
When you chasing the heat you gotta be up be up acting cold
The more that I run up this hood with pistols possible
I could get shot in my head
My mama go, oh
[Chorus: Francis Jay]
I thank God for keeping me safe
Might be odd but oh I’m great
All I know is I don’t need much
I know you down but why your feet up, yeah
At night I pray
Hope things will change for you
Come better days, come better days for you
Look at my face
And you and I know the truth
They can’t take it out of you yeah