Yeah
Uh
I'm in trouble asking God can you hear me (yeah)
So many nights I feel at war with myself (myself)
My music loud as I ride through my city, oh
Even though I'm quiet, I'd be crying out for help, eh
Mama don't you worry, look what I've become
That you raised me right
Had to grow up, be a better son
Got to be on point outside
But there's no slackin honey John
I'd be lying if I ain't saying that I'm one out of one
I'm done seeing this shit prior to the top of my love
Oh-oh-oh-oh
No I made some mistake
So proud of myself everyday on all the risk that I take
I'd be lying if I said it was easy, no saying it's a piece of cake
So lemme just set things straight and just wait
I watch
Everybody pass me
Love turn to hate
And then one they use to gas me
Had to find a way
'Cause I ain't gonna let 'em over let me
Imma be the one to clear it out
And that's exactly, why do you have trouble asking?
I'm in trouble asking God can you hear me (asking God oh yeah)
So many nights I feel at war with myself (I feel at war)
My music loud as I ride through my city, oh (yo yeah)
Even though I'm quiet, I'd be crying out for help, eh
Mama don't you worry, look what I've become
That you raised me right
Had to grow up, be a better son
Got to be on point outside
But there's no slackin honey John
I'd be lying if I ain't saying that I'm one out of one
I'm done seeing this shit prior to the top of my love
Babe is crying
People dying
Bitch is lying
My heart so cold, had to turn it into diamonds, eh
Don't surprise me
How I feel inside
Nobody knows how far it goes, you keep on trying
I love the fact that I'm too reflex (reflex)
Can't double back 'cause I know I kill feelings
But it's a real men's world
Gotta get my respect
Imma base in my new curve
Don't you list me girl (yeah, yeah)
I'm in trouble asking God can you hear me (asking God oh yeah)
So many nights I feel at war with myself (I feel at war with myself)
My music loud as I ride through my city, oh (as I ride through my city)
Even though I'm quiet, I'd be crying out for help, eh
Mama don't you worry, look what I've become
That you raised me right
Had to grow up, be a better son
Got to be on point outside
But there's no slackin honey John
I'd be lying if I ain't saying that I'm one out of one
I'm done seeing this shit prior to the top of my love
Oh, oh
Top of my love
Eh, eh, eh yeah
Top of my love
Oh, oh, oh, oh