Wit - The Help lyrics

[Verse 1] Brother will betray, embrace night, turn his back on the day He say the world free but only if you pay The enemy will flee, but only if you say “amen” Got a truck full of yay' A firearm that spray a heart full of pain, get out the way That's how he feel when the sun shine So can you picture him ever running from one time? Can you picture him ever running with one nine? One Glock, and not pop when it's crunch time Set it off like Jaden Smith with no lines He got no heart, he got no mind Take it to the max like Ned when he do it Show these young boys that it ain't nothing to it Gotta work that block when the block get hot Don't stop you gotta just r-r-r-roll right through it If you get jammed and you by yourself Never tell them people, never ask for help [Hook 1] Oh God they need help. My God they need help He's standing on the block in the winter time Two clips on his waist ‘cause he on the grind I sit back and I ask myself, how can I ease the pain? God, I'm trying to be the Help [Verse 2] As he bakes another pie with the Arm and Hammer Left hand on the pot, right on the hammer Mind on a milli, no thoughts of the slammer Grind hard, spend it all, watch that boy go hammer You can't touch it, if you touch it watch them bullets dance on ‘em Yeah he tryna blow up, saw balloon pants on him Getting cake all day like it was his birthday He's short with the yay' then he put his hands on him From a distance, hustle with persistence This young boy didn't listen, now that white van on him And when they jump out, they ain't yelling surprise Got you in HD, you can save the lies Brother didn't follow suit, so much for family ties Life's about to get low after being so high In a six by nine, conversations with yourself Mind in a cage, heart screaming for help [Hook 2] Oh God they need help. I'm trying to be the help He's standing on the block in the winter time Two clips on his waist ‘cause he on the grind I sit back and I ask myself, how can I ease the pain? God, I'm trying to be the Help