Day to day everyday
I asked myself if I lived right
Yeshua on my front door my actions judged in his might
Righteous in the daylight
Sinner (yeah) in the night
My world is falling apart
Revived by music when his niggas crushed his dreams
His soul lost in the rhythm
Where did his girl go
Virgin for the first time boy never went to recital
Always dreamt of seven figures
The net gross remained four figures
Wondering if God was watching
Guess money wasn't his fashion
(Ey) on his 65 with his soulful melodies
Makaveli has him caught in his feelings
My brother rap is poetry
New school whats good with that beat
Grew up on audacity with headphones to spare
Five years before only he knew his purpose when he was 14
For a long time in my life
I felt like I have been living two different lives
There's the life that everyone sees
And then.... there's the life that I only see
Will people like me?
Went to school he was clean
Never followed the regime
You can't be king without serving
Money don't grow on trees boy start working
Momma told me to say the grace before bed time
Revelations coming through the dreams you know we on the grind
Hardly ask for the applause or the stand up
Was taught to be humble I don't aim for the graveyards
Hard times in the street, a lesson that is never taught
Violence can be an art but it cuts your life short
People faking and I'm tryna stay true
The world forging, I guess we just few
I'm sorry if I ever did wrong
I'm sorry if I ever caused pain
I'm sorry if I ever cheated in a game of ping pong
I was just tryna be myself
Is this too much
Lets take a moment and remember the people that are suffering from depression
Pain caused by a relationship that is breaking
Pain caused by people who laugh because they think its amazing
Treat your neighbour right
You may be the cause of their downfall
Don't hesitate to make a phone call