Steve Wyreman - Lift Me Up lyrics

[Produced by DJ Dahi; Co-produced by No ID] [Verse 1] Hey, I'm just a n***a until I fill my pockets And then I'm Mr. n***a, they follow me while shoppin' I feel like Mick and Richards, they feel like Muddy Waters So tell me what's the difference, so tell me what's the difference? My momma was a Christian, Crip walkin' on blue-waters Was fadin' up in Davis, then walkin' back to Palmer A fro like Huey partner, Auntie Angie had them choppers So tell me what's the difference, so tell me what's the difference? I feel like "f** Versace", they rapin' n***a's pockets And we don't get acknowledged, just thank me for the profit A prophet just like Moses, if Moses look like Shaka Zulu, my .44 loaded, I'm aimin' at Nirvana My b**h look like Madonna, they starin' at katana Waiter still ain't brought the chopsticks, should have brought the chopper Uber driver in the co*kpit look like Jeffrey Dahmer But he lookin' at me crazy when we pull up to the projects [Hook] See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up I just want to live it up, can a motherf**er breathe? Life ain't always what it seems, so please just lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up [Verse 2] We love our neighborhood, so all my brothers bang the hood I never vote for presidents, the presidents that change the hood Is dead and green, was standin' on this mezzanine in Paris, France Finna spaz cause most my homies never finna get this chance All these white folks chanting when I asked 'em where my n***as at? Goin' crazy, got me goin' crazy, I can't get wit' that Wonder if they know, I know they won't go where we kick it at Ho, this sh** ain't Gryffindor, we really k**in', kickin' doors Fight between my conscience, and the skin that's on my body Man, I need to fight the power, but I need that new Ferrari Man, I breathe in, bleed this, Poppy Street I shot them guns cause talk is cheap Bow your head and pray, okay, now walk wit' me [Hook] See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up I just want to live it up, can a motherf**er breathe? Life ain't always what it seems, so please just lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up (Lift me up, lift me lift me up, lift me lift me up, lift me lift me lift me up)