Faith Lyrics

[Verse 1]
f*ck ya approval 'cause the ink will never dry
Paper burns up, this gold around my wrist will never die
I'd rather be a rich bum, than a hard working peasant
Spend my time counting blessings, while I'm repeating my lessons
I always pray for the weak, don't pray for myself
Not cause I think so much of me, I just hate asking for help
Yo I'm just living how I choose, always writing down my blues
Make sure I stay off the news, while I'm out here making moves
I started writing this tape, I was losing my mind
So here's a brief summary of all the shit you could find
It's all about ya self worth and how much your respect's worth
'Cause a man with a badge could give a f*ck about ya net worth
If I'm broke it's cause I just paid my rent and bills
If you broke it's cause you just paid for ya lady's meal
I do the same thang but add a glass of Rosé
And an ounce of Cali's finest to burn on a cold day
Now if God could have a book, his teachings preaching every Sunday
And every f*cking thing he said you forget it Monday
And still show up next week to pay yo fees
I think shiiit that's a good enough career for me
So I be writing all my scriptures, see the bible call 'em verses
Called the same thing in my songs so when I'm spitting it's the sermon
My bro got a million dollar business dog I watched him start it
Plus I helped him name it, we wasn't really tryna get famous
It was more about the money, thinking why I gotta work for it?
I'd rather do it myself and hire my own workforce
Don't know about those dudes, this ain't just ProTools
In this city niggas go from new shoes, to old news
More action than Tom Cruise, never complete the mission
Ain't nobody helping us but everybody got opinions
We didn't do it right but ain't nobody else did it
I thought beggars couldn't be choosers
I don't muthaf*cking get it!
I blame it on the complex, it's all out of context
God stay around but they claim he ain't found yet
Everybody falling but if you ain't hit the ground yet
You keep pulling strings 'til eventually you found it Most these young niggas I see, just hit the ground flat
First class laugh and call it necessary contact
Don't know about you but I'm fed up
I hardly pray for myself 'cause I keep my head up
Nigga

[Hook]
Yo this the year that we live in
I ain't got no f*cks to give and
The pen is mightier
That's why these niggas serve a sentence
You hustle or you starve
Dog the game is the same
The white hoods turned blue
But the aim is the same
See I be lost in the wind
Roll my problems and smoke
Look to myself for advice
And the sky for some hope
I never know
I never know what to do
I put my trust in myself
And second thoughts into you

[Verse 2]
I got my head in the clouds and my feet on the concrete
Money will politic any dream that's beyond reach
Wear my jewelry 'round my enemies 'cause they need motivation
Learn law of attraction, you wasting yo time hating
Not a west coast nigga but my foundation A1
Didn't wanna ask for jobs so I went out and made one
I'm from the Show Me State, where niggas just show you hate
Just show me a list of problems and time it, I'll show you great
But in this complex we live in, complex living
The bodies keeps dropping
Everybody keep forgetting
The badges partner, definitely the only witness
But he ain't telling, the department will forgive him
See loyalty is something that I really find funny
All these niggas ain't got it but you need it for this money
Instead of bigger plans, you'd rather rip off yo buddy
It's go take a lot of heart for one of you niggas to touch me

[Hook]
Yo this the year that we live in
I ain't got no f*cks to give and
The pen is mightier
That's why these niggas serve a sentence
You hustle or you starve
Dog the game is the same
The white hoods turned blue
But the aim is the same
See I be lost in the wind
Roll my problems and smoke
Look to myself for advice
And the sky for some hope
I never know
I never know what to do
I put my trust in myself
And second thoughts into you

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