The Lick Lyrics

Yea when you gonna stop worrying about the little things

We got big mountains to climb

Its a lot of hills in our future

It's a lot of rain in the forecast

Just I'm sure the sun will rise

So will you, so will you

A million things I could talk about

But I thought about everything here that mattered most

I been crossing out all the goals that my pen had wrote

Didn't have the bread so all I could send was prayers and hope

Messed with my head, I really wanted to brag and boast to all the homies

Letting em' know I'm out here getting all the money

But damn that wouldn't the case, panic on my face

The children gotta eat, bow and say my grace

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord

Tell me what the lick is hitting for,

Tell me what I'm really here for

Cuz I ain't sure, I ain't sure

Anymore