azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

reconcile - baptized in mud lyrics

Loading...

(intro)
i done seen everything in between
from cuney to the beans

(verse 1)
they say it’s survival, twin
but it just look like defeat
i ain’t glorifyin’ losses
when it’s pressure where you sleep
from the ghettos where dreams twist
and turn into dust
had to flip hope in the dark
wasn’t no choice but to trust him
hood gospel
now i’m preachin’ like it’s scripture from the curb
turned the hustle into hope
this just ain’t just words, this a word
how ‘you go from flippin’ packs
to praying you don’t flip again
taught ’em lessons ’bout life
dawg
it’s deeper than your sin
seen homies sell they soul for a blue face
crashin’ out now he got two cases
man, these streets be too laced
lil’ ronnie twelve
lost as h+ll
carryin’ heat
saw his daddy get smoked
while he stood in the street
mama strung out on heroin
veins filled with despair
ronnie pushing ps and packs
but she can’t pay for her care
seen too many nights
where eyes cryin’ slept on the floor
roaches crawlin’ in your kitchen
broken locks on the door
ain’t no food in the fridge
that’s temptation to sin
every day you wake up
feelin’ trapped in your skin
young, black, broke
beaten down by the odds that we in
devil beatin’ down your chest
demons lettin’ him in
dreka still dancin’
twerkin’, scammin’
tryna feed her seed
but the dollars don’t last
cause the habit still need
youngins wildin’ with the burners
no morals or creed
catch a body just to prove
they don’t bleed when they squeeze
i seen the realest in the streets
all switch up for a price
buddy sold his soul
just for a car to live nice and drip ice
but that cold chain
got him laid out in the stars
caught slippin’
left his body bleedin’ next to his car
it’s the story of the streets
we don’t make it too far
either locked or we boxed
trauma with permanent scars
i’m tryna make it to tomorrow
but the future ain’t promised
best be prayin’ for redemption
while you balance them commas
the block ain’t safe
he gotta move with the glock
snakes in the grass
so you gotta watch who you rock
he cut his ankle monitor
now he fresh on the run
baby mama left
but she put so much hate in his son
feds knockin’ at the door
lil’ bro grab the gun
ain’t no heroes in the hood
just survivors, we numb
got a homie doin’ ten
cause he wouldn’t snitch
he told me loyalty’s a curse
when you livin’ like this
i seen the good turn bad
and the bad turn ghost
seen the block chew up lives
like a pit with no post
it’s survival of the fittest
only trust who you hold
cause these streets will turn
your closest friends to foes
came up off the block
where the pressure made diamonds
put down the strap
picked up faith, perfect timin’
street gospel
i’m speakin’ life over death
i want to live a life
no regrets when i step, that’s a flex
from the block to the pew, man
i went from chasin’ blue hand
now i’m tryna change a few, man



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...