Control

Ima just control what I can control

Life fuck you up that's the way it go

Ain't no reason I should be stressing

Cause life is a blessing and it could be gone tomorrow

Used to ask God why I was born this way

Inner City Blues talking Marvin Gaye

Every year my momma had to find a place to stay

She barely made enough to profit

A rhythm I just had to get with 

Dinner peanut butter sandwich

Hurt to see my family always worried about a meal

My momma always working while my daddy up in jail

The life that I was given I would never choose

My 7 brothers and my sisters sleeping in a car

Momma stayed up when it got dark

Wearing down her mind it was so hard

Battling depression

She controlled what she could control

That God chose

Chose me to speak to you

Bless up

**** keep yo' chest up

Shit sucks I know that life is fucked up

Icon you could be the one that's next up

Everybody has a story

Easy

They think I had it when they see me

By 21 where I'm from you should be 6 deep

Influenced by the shit they seeing in the streets 

Everybody has a story

Ima just control what I can control

Life fuck you up that's the way it go

Changing every time I get comfortable

Staying on my feet, keep me on my toes

Ima just control what I can control

Life getting tough but I'll never fold

Changing every time I get comfortable

Staying on my feet, keep me on my toes

Ima just control what I can control

Life fuck you up that's the way it go

Ain't no reason I should be stressing

Cause life is a blessing and it could be gone tomorrow