Abiv - What I Prayed For lyrics

[Verse 1: Eshon Burgundy] Still got issues with almost being murdered At times still tryna justify a pistol purchase Even though the blood of God nullified the hurtin' I just pay attention like I'm listening for the verdict I could see and hear everything, audio and visual Peripheral, guard my perimeter with principles One nation under God, still indivisible All though I'm far from it, they still look at me like I'm a criminal You know the streets know one thing, Heaven is real And Yeshua is the only way, there's no appeal Why are we acting like media ain't a A&R Teaching there's no right and wrong, erasing God Micro chip season is upon us We on suicide watch, they praying we do the honors 45 spraying on behalf of our problems Making do or die statements, but the facts we don't acknowledge Cult logic thinking robotic Material world making dollars off narcotics And things ain't always what they seem Remember them nightmares always start out like a dream Praying to be honest the Father would intervene American dream sold as a product to the fiends Bible tell us that we can't serve God and money People put God on the money and told us they were the same, Lord please [Hook: Abiv] I see pain on the street I see hurt in their eyes I see crooked police When will justice arrive You said this is how we should pray for your kingdom So Father in Heaven no please let Your will be done [Verse 2] For me, I'm going after the heart of the Almighty Law abiding citizen of Heaven Tradition is a weapon, religion is a lame Unless it's the last verse in the first chapter of James I have no desire to ever master the game More concerned with my body, rather master my frame Rather master my thoughts, that would make me insane That would make me the illest, that would make a king Holla if you hear me? Yell if you feel the same Salvation is more than I could ever attain Property of the Lord, not property of a flame The only way I'll win if a prophesy I became All the status and the fame, the furthest thing from my mind Could been had a chain, ain't nothing to commit a crime All the money in the world couldn't buy me enough time Tryna down pay forever God wouldn't take a dime And ya'll ain't fooling me with that foolery in ya rhyme Drunk, throwing up with ya mind over the john Blatant hatred and a disrespect for women Only toward another man you feel safe professing feelings Politics are tricking us, landlords evicting us In the school of thought we hang in the halls please come visit us Land of the lost, land of the propaganda and art See the Son of man standing far off and go hand Him your heart True love [Hook] I see pain on the street I see hurt in their eyes I see crooked police When will justice arrive You said this is how we should pray for your kingdom So Father in Heaven no please let Your will be done