Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
S.O.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oluwaseun Otukpe
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, oh
Pain
Look, I don't play, I got woes
I got God, I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
O.B. on the beat, he got heat on the stove
If they keep playing with us, they gon' reap what you sow (whoa)
Yeah, buddy, we gon' keep talk in code
And I hang with a few 'cause the most, do the most
Wine bottles on the tables, get the chairs, and the toast
'Cause, we didn't save ourselves, it was God as our boast, uh
Look, talking like they know me, they don't know the half
I'm like Owen Hart, mixed inside of Noah's Ark
I had battles in the dark, why are you so alarmed?
See the battles, and scars had to go to class
Tamagotchi in my pocket, why are you holding off? Ah
'Cause, the olders got the rocket that could mow a lawn, ah
But I'm chilling in the field, didn't go to farm, ah
Daddy told me, "Keep it real, and show no regard" Ah
Those who didn't wanna build, tried to throw a dart, ah
When you got the shield with you, you gon' hold it hard, ah
I'm a sower, He's the grower you can't throw apart, ah
Everything that He touches, we're His holy Ark (whoa)
Talking like they know me, they don't know the half (no)
They ain't seen my mama, had to load a cargo
All we saw, was drama, she ain't let her arm close
Everybody eats, and no stones
I don't play, I got woes
I got God, I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
O.B. on the beat, he got heat on the stove
If they keep playing with us, they gon' reap what you sow (whoa, uh)
Yeah, buddy, we gon' keep talk in code
And I hang with a few, 'cause, the most, do the most
Wine bottles on the tables, get the chairs, and the toast
'Cause, we didn't save ourselves, it was God as our boast, whoa
Look, no delay, I made a note, today, huh
Know the race, nobody owe you grace, huh
God did it, that be your only space
Look, all in it, my brother, throw the bait
Who's playing games, wanna to play it safe?
I'm setting pace for the younger men to imitate, while you hesitate
Ain't had a pad or pen, but since I'm in a place
Never had a plan to spend, but let me set a plate
Demonstrate at better rate, it's begun
Gotta set 'em straight, we ain't never late, is you done?
Had to meditate, get my head away from the slums
Let me predicate, this is for the Way and the Son
He the boast, coffee with the toast, ah
Yahweh, shower blessings on me, never leave me 'lone, ah
I could never pay back, you ain't even know
Had to take 'em way back, homey, you already know, oh yeah
I don't play, I got woes
I got God, I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
O.B. on the beat, he got heat on the stove
If they keep playing with us, they gon' reap what you sow (whoa, uh)
Yeah, buddy, we gon' keep talk in code
And I hang with a few, 'cause, the most, do the most
Wine bottles on the tables, get the chairs, and the toast
'Cause, we didn't save ourselves, it was God, as our boast, boy
Writer(s): Oluwaseun Otukpe, O'brian Saenz Martinez
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