Phora
Phora - The Cold songtekst
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My lil' homie caught a case, he fighting life dawg Couldn't tell you if it's wrong, if it's right But angels ain't around here at night dawg So all we got is devils in our sight But me, I went from a felon to your favorite rapper See, I'm from a place where niggas just don't make it out of See, I'm from a place where if you doing good Then they're more likely to kill you Cause the money what they chasing after Had a friend lose his life over a twenty set With seven shots to his abdomen, ain't no coming back See, I used to run the streets with 'em sipping on forties But ever since they took his life, I've been done with that Now I ain't too proud of my past, but I did what I did Where I'm from, you either getting shot or giving the bid Really nigga, we just trying to live But why it seem like cops getting promoted for killing a kid? It's like god works against us Why I feel like cops don't protect us? All this anger in my heart Too young to understand the real reason why my pops really left us The judge gave him seven years hoping his cell turns to a grave Just another minority in a cage And I know this shit probably won't ever change But I won't sit around like it's okay I've been looking for a way nigga I've been looking for a way Does god even hear me pray nigga? Don't tell me it's gon' be okay Did god even hear me pray when I spoke to him? Does god even feel my pain when I go through it And do you know what it feels like to put a gun to your head But ain't nobody saying, "Don't do it" I hit the bottom, but I got back on my feet nigga I wanted peace, I ain't plan on packing a piece nigga It gets deep, these people want to be street But there's a difference between being a real nigga and a street nigga Pray the lord forgive me for my sins Knowing that I'd do it all again Me, I'll never break, I'll never bend, depression coming in But I think its funny how they judge me Not knowing 'bout my pain or where I've been I'm losing all my friends, I don't want to end up here again I feel like this cycle never ends, it never really ends I just got a call My lil homie lost his life and all I'm thinking is revenge Sipping Henny and taking shots till I can't feel I mean I still feel the pressure, but I just can't feel Can't believe what I'm seeing and what I'm hearing man I'm staring at the new like "Homie this shit just ain't real" I been losing my faith, my friends fading away And even though I'm not too sure he knows that I exist I just pray the lord forgive me for my sins