Justo M.O.E - GOD Willing

I wasn't fed from a silver spoon, I barely ate
And when I did I wasn't full had to finish my brother's plate
Eight brothers and sisters I had to share with
Two different mothers but the love was in comparison
I had a dad but he was fucked up
We all got flaws I forgive you for your fuck ups
He gave up cause he was lookin to the street for guidance
So undecided with silence, so it forced him to hide it
Nobody's perfect
God willing I don't die in these streets in cold blood
Repenting for the lives I hurt as a cold thug
We never had shit so to get it we sold drugs
And nobody said shit when my momma was on drugs
Every day is like a risk and it's giving me cold blood
Just praying to exist and resist every cold slug
Everybody got the answer I know it's a better way
If I can't make it out the ghetto I'm hustling every day
GOD WILLING
Hope god forgive me for my sins I ain't worried bout the enemy
No weapon formed against me shall prosper not even frenemies
They know not what they do they need protection from they damn self
To focused on the next so they can't do shit for they damn self
I always been a black sheep addicted to being different
God in guidance I glide while they fall for being vindictive
I am self made what I been through made me different
You busy trying to be him so that's why we can't tell the difference in you niggas
I always listen to lil bro he told me shoot first
Cant be careful with how you move just make your move first
We use to fight over the hits just to pay dues first
And taking joint chances with life to lose first
Remember days when we was hungry had to move work
To get our daily bread that's hot chips and school shirts
Ain't have no toilet paper bet that shit from school work
Tanesha kept us all smiling how we lose her
I sip this Henny for days we lost plenty I can't cry now
Done lost so many out my city hope it die down
The government don't got no help but we can buy pounds
These rap niggaz say ride with pole don't even ride around
Stuck in the sunken place niggaz was not around
While tryna stay afloat they wanna hold ya down
Been social distancing before coronavirus
Got no bars for quarantine I just hope it get put behind us
GOD WILLING
Hope God forgive me for my sins I ain't worried bout the enemy
No weapon formed against me shall prosper not even frenemies
They know not what they do they need protection from they damn self
To focused on the next so they can't do shit for they damn self
I always been a black sheep addicted to being different
God in guidance I glide while they fall for being vindictive
I am self made what I been through made me different
You busy trying to be him, so that's why we can't tell the difference in you niggas

Written by:
Justin May

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