God Got Us! Lyrics

Preachers saying God got us, but the devil's out

You talk about being at the bottom of the stockpile

You was giving hand-me-downs

I don't wanna hear it

I'm from the spots where they chain you down

In court for a minute

I mean, I speak for what I know, that the streets was feeling

I mean, I feel my black brothers and sisters

In truth and spirit

Nowadays, we wear suits

To hide anguish and fear

I feel my niggas that be shedding a tear

Just sitting there

You do for so much, but they stab you

That trust turned a avenue

At tabernacles, they pray to a statue

I don't give God enough of my time

Cause mines is thrown and collapsed too

All the bullshit that's at work

It leisurely comes natural

And that's not good

Knock on wood, this won't last too

In my hood, they kill for the goods

Sit back and laugh too

I'm disturbed by the past

Lot of shit had to learn fast

I've emerged from this shit, why? Cause I had to

I'm back in my bag, but I wanna take my niggas with me

The love I gained out, it was a plenty

Couldn't turn to everybody, when shit turned empty

Hate turned into envy

Fates turned deadly

This was real hefty

Word

But God got us

I heard that shit like every day

Increased with more problems

Experience taught us the same

Just with more outcomes

I'm in the middle of this game

Shit, I feel like Malcolm

Yo, I'm on the I-78, thinking about better days

Sun in my rear view, but death comes in greys

Couldn't fathom it, cause that's the only way I betray

They put your life in filing cabinets just for display

And they ask if I'm okay

I tell them why bother?

You never knew the true pain from my fallen father

You base your life on followers and your status by dollars

I could care more or less

Since all of it's gossip

I couldn't process that casket closing

On that path, had to grasp and chose it

All y'all niggas rap about is having quotients

But if you cowards actually notice it

You got a whole lot of neighbors that tax if you owe them

Are your friends really there, or they said it for sport?

You live your life on fear?

The chances are that it's short

Can't afford the remorse

I heard you live long and of course

This a street life where they kill each other

Over sodas bought

Yo, we live life on a daily basis, but still struggle

Gotta fight, just to barely make it, it's a real hustle

Only strive for the paper chasing, it's a real tussle

Gotta grind, when we can't even face it, it's all muscle

Nigga

Word

But God got us

I heard that shit like every day

Increased with more problems

Experience taught us the same

Just with more outcomes

I'm in the middle of this game

Shit, I feel like Malcolm

But God got us

I heard that shit like every day

Increased with more problems

Experience taught us the same

Just with more outcomes

I'm in the middle of this game

Shit, I feel like Malcolm

Nigga