Dear Lord - Tayyib Ali

Yeah, oh it’s the realest shit

Dear Lord, I want it, so you gotta tell me something

Growing up I was crazy, same streets I lost my mother

And since we talk in public, I can’t tell you about my brother

But I guess he thought them niggas couldn’t touch him

Yo, can I live without struggle

When we was fourteen, we stopped going to school

Rapping on days off, trapping on days off

One day I’ll make it to New York in time

But until then, I’m on my grind, niggas dying and shit

Still got my old chucks on the wire and shit

Sometimes I cry for a bit, but then my homie told me it was life

Same night I got goals so I’m trying play the game right

I’m a star and I know it, soul in the dirt

But when I’m hurt, man I still don’t show it

Even though what mattered to me it will never change actually

It will only make me a man

Yo it’s easy to do the same thing with both your people’s in jail

And that’s the reason you ain’t have to be in at 12

And all the things I’m doing now, I’m doing it well

Cause if I stay here, I’ll be dead or in jail for real!

Hustle all the time, just trying to get it right (all night)

I pray to God that we’ll make it through the night (all right)

I gotta make the best out of life

Get it for cheap, or pay the price (right)

Yeah, hustle all the time, just trying to get it right (all night)

I pray to God that we’ll make it through the night (all right)

I gotta make the best out of life

Get it for cheap, or pay the price (right)

Yo, if I keep my faith in God, I can shine when the time come

The grind got me nation wide like Verizon

I know some niggas put their future right behind them

Crystal right besides them, never worry about the outcome

Now the jail cell is where some of them reside in

I can’t do that shit

No pussy, no weed, no studio

I’m hella serious, I know I sound goofy, though

But this the story of my life, I grew up where some don’t make it

And the skinny niggas pack guns, stick it in their arms

Nightmares on the floor, woke up early in the morn

I’m feelin like it’s fourth and long

On the field, the disadvantages, told my niggas, they don’t understand this shit

I inspire people, I’m try win a Grammy with

Crooked letter, swear I’m on some David Banner shit

I just hope I see the day that I understand this shit!

Hustle all the time, just trying to get it right (all night)

I pray to God that we’ll make it through the night (all right)

I gotta make the best out of life

Get it for cheap, or pay the price (right)

Yeah, hustle all the time, just trying to get it right (all night)

I pray to God that we’ll make it through the night (all right)

I gotta make the best out of life

Get it for cheap, or pay the price (right)