Grand Hustle Records - Lawd lyrics
Lawd [Verse 1: RaRa] On a mission tryna come up Need to get paperwork to come in n***as eat, man I just want in Praying throughout my journey, me and this money gon' have a run in Got a long list that run on Thing I wanted so long I put in time for this, grind for this, stood in line for this, changed my frame of mind for this [??] blind for this I'm patient for it, waiting for it On a stake out, me and Nike at the steak home Me and this money bout to make out Politics as usual I just home the feelings mutual I'm just tryna flood the mula VVS connoisseur Where dat money, call dat bih Tell her that I'm coming to her Tell her I'm arriving soon Me and her can get a room I dream a safe deposit, filled up Walk-in closet, filled up Houses on the hill, built from [??] up This money heal us This game [??] I learnt a lot of [??], that sh** never be forgotten Lawd [Hook: RaRa] I know you answer prayers I got some n***as sitting in jail, can you answer theirs? I got some n***as got here starving, they need help as well Road to riches round the corner show us to the trap White tux, bow ties with the black lapel [??] will we make it, only time will tell Not gettin in and gettin dirty, only way we fail Tryna prevail in the cell in these streets of hell Lawd [Verse 2: RaRa] [??] bring plenty hope A brick a boy can bring plenty joy Can right players set the right mood I can be bigger with the right tunes I'm in the field tryna win a picture On the phone, told my landlord, I need a little extension Rent due, got some venue, tryna get into Bent through, streaming [??], so did what I do Get up every morning hustlin' sh** shave shower hustle Hustle and some more hustle Only thang I know is hustle I [??] my life for it Stay up all night for it They don't wanna get to me I'm prepared to fight for it Scheme so much, I dream so much I don't get much sleep, that's prolly why I'm on that lean so much Stressing cus' I seen so much I need more f** it, I need more I got places I gotta go, I'ma let you on n***as dream of having j**els like Slick Rick Scratching off a quick pick, n***as in my hood ain't it picket fences having picnics Only picture n***as on the corner tryna get rich And I was down with dem Police pull us over, I be on the ground with them [Hook: RaRa] I know you answer prayers I got some n***as sitting in jail, can you answer theirs? I got some n***as got here starving, they need help as well Road to riches round the corner show us to the trap White tux, bow ties with the black lapel [??] will we make it, only time will tell Not gettin in and gettin dirty, only way we fail Tryna prevail in the cell in these streets of hell Lawd