From 97 my kin taught me to chase that leaven
And never sacrifice my own for not even your brethren
Passionate adolescent but battling bad depression
Smart kid couldn't grab the lessons I'd rather grab a mac eleven, yea
Just to be safe at my school
I'm tired of ducking four or five kids from taking my shoes
Taking my phone then trailing me home
And making threats like
"We'll light yo crib up homebody you know where we from!"
I couldn't tell 'em to kick rocks in the hood they was big shots
Everything was long sleeved tryna' cover my wrist watch
Timberlands and ACGs couldn't fight in my flip-flops
And if I involved the police it's guaranteed I get
Those the type of things that left your boy insane
That's when I grabbed the *inhale* just to ease the pain
Yea they shell was tough but we all bleed the same
We all bleed the same
Where would I be if it hadn't been for the Lord?
Where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I be if it hadn't been for the Lord?
Where would I be?
Where would I be?
Look
Feel like I'm back up on the block with this
When satan had my common sense
Locked inside a ticking time bomb full of consequence
Back when it was hard to choose the sovereign or the opposite
Wrong crowd have you thinking sinning was a compliment
Chicks in and out the crib like I was tryna block a brick
Led to some problems in my marriage I'm acknowledging
If I could give the youngins some advice if I could politic
Every small step without God is actually monstrous I promise it
They might not see you the way He see you
That's prolly why Mark 12 31 might defeat you
The Spirit got me fishing for men I'm gathering seafood
Too many souls been left out and they starting to stink too,
They need you
Jesus I'm pleading feed me and renew
My Christian EBT I cant feed 'em if I don't eat too
You prepared the table that's stable sturdy and ready, look
Not to feast is giving you half a heart like Evisu
Defeat you?
Satan could never, though clever
Mishlei 5, 3 through 7 knew my story like a reverend before 7
Molested by family that caused a severance ain't tryna rain on parade
Fast forward saved at 11 I'm doing better
Them STD's and that trauma can't rule forever
Especially when the man in mirror is fed up, look
I could write a book on pressing in and never letting up
But God already wrote that letter
Where would I be if it hadn't been for the Lord?
Where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I be if it hadn't been for the Lord?
Where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I be had you not rescued me?
Had you not set me free
Where would I be had you not captured me?
(SKIT)