Ya’ll don’t understand the way that I lived

I sold drugs and robbed people just to pay for the rent

I put myself in a position where I’m playin’ defense

You couldn’t comprehend the game when you stay on the bench

I talk to God ‘ayday tryna make an amends

But the devil got me askin’ for this favor again

Lord listen if I make then it’s all you

But this snake in my garden often it crawls through

I’m at an age where I play in a league that don’t draft us

Till the day where they hang my name in the rafters

You underestimate the way that I practice

Own my publishing you a puppet slave to ya masters

Back when I was younger there was pain but I’d mask it

I would wake up in the morning full of anger and ask if

Life is like a movie then who’s payin’ these actors

I’mma flip the script on ‘em get them fame that I’m after

 

Dear God have you heard me

I need to know am I worthy

I’m not perfect, Lord show mercy

Try to pretend that this don’t hurt me

Dear God have you heard me

I need to know am I worthy

I’m not perfect, Lord show mercy

Try to pretend that this don’t hurt me

 

I grew up in a broken home but I broke the mold

Wit this world around me now I feel I don’t belong

I wrote these songs thinkin’ this is how I cope

Thinkin’ I could blow, yo, you can’t have my soul, no

I don’t need church to get closer to God

When the more time together would just leave us at odds

See I’d have too many questions what’s ya reasonin’ Lord

This life that you gave me makes me wanna even the score

I don’t need to talk to you when you seen it before

Like all the times that I prayed wit my knees on the floor

No I didn’t stop beleivin’ I just needed you more

I couldn’t shut the door on you so I’d leave it ajar

Seen my first fist fight when I was poundin’ his teeth

Or the first time that I was kicked out and bounced to the street

First time I sat down and heard the sound of a beat

When I turned sixteen I thought now we would meet 

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Dear God have you heard me

I need to know am I worthy

I’m not perfect, Lord show mercy

Try to pretend that this don’t hurt me

Dear God have you heard me

I need to know am I worthy

I’m not perfect, Lord show mercy

Try to pretend that this don’t hurt me