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Yeah, let it go and let God handle the rest

The deeper it gets, I'm findin' it harder to hold my breath

Stumblin' in quick sand, runnin' out of escape plans

Wish I could just see God in the flesh

Reach for his hand to lift me out of this mess

I'm uninspired and my family addin' up to the stress

I'm exhausted from unravellin' the secrets they kept

Feel like I'm forcing myself to endure the feelings they felt

Feel like I'm goin' through hell

From the firmament, I feel like I fell

Would you still believe in me if I fail?

Would you still remain yourself if I end up doing well?

Would you depend on my wealth?

Would you still be confident enough to ask for some help?

Casual trips in and out of the West, my mama's address

Me and that place got a special connect

Even though it ain't the same from my past

That place is where my rap dreams manifested, nevertheless

It's been difficult keepin' up since I left

Another day, another story to tell

Another death, another **** in jail

Yeah, another death, another **** in jail

One two, one two

Another day, another **** in jail

Yeah

Yeah

Pay homage, everything is for sale

Since a kid, I always knew music was paramount

Never minding school, told my dad, "After this I'm heading out"

Our neighborhood always been blessed, they in the golden era

'Bout to build a bridge between West Side and International

Most of my first ever recorded songs were with the same ****

That I'm with at the back of my crib, doin' shit

Word is bond, it cut deep, I used it as my weapon

Yeah, thankin' the Lord, my vocal is my major blessing

And the Grammy award goes to

The young and hopeful **** from the west

Who made sure his words are soulful

Speak from the heart and speak true

Emerge from the dark and just light up every room

That you walk in, always leave 'em talkin'

It don't matter what they say, 'cause

They could love you know and then hate you the next day

Figure that shit out, and then come back the best way

More tunes for the haters, 'cause music is the persuasion

We got weed for the elevation, call my mama, tell her I made it

We got weed for the elevation, call my mama, tell her I made it

Reapin' all the pain that I've sowed

Pain that I've sowed

One two, one two