Guide Me Through The Storm (feat. Sonstar & Paul McKay)
God I just .. I just need you to guide me
It’s so much going on in my life and I know you want to bring me through it, I know you got me. But it’s hard right now and I need you
I need you now more than I ever needed you God. Please
One way trip to prison LA county into the mountains
Bunch of niggas on the bus that never got the counseling
Instead they gang banged they sold dope and broke in houses
Started with the parents living poor with broken spouses
Feed me sack lunches in the plastic pouches
Got me feeling ****ed over like the casting couches
Dirty face dirty hair up in my mug shot
Tower cop all on the speaker making brash announcements
Fading inside of the cell
Satan keep on trying to bring the flagrantest fires from hell
But lord your water on me far and as wide as a well
It’s getting dark I wanna cry but gotta inspire as well
Yeah
Old friends switching on me
New York Times pissing on me
TMZ here telling lies on television on me
My opps working over time to put this image on me
But God is finna push the line like it’s a scrimmage on me
Mom im a soldier and you gave birth to a warrior
Ain’t a secret like it’s knocked off victoria
7 hours been In Shackles sitting in the court tanks
We ain’t ate in hours because the police ignoring us
County jail crying real tears to Iggy Azalea
I know you put up with some shit that just wasn’t familiar
I loved your ear and loved your heart though you wasn’t Amelia
They lying trying to get me ****ed but I wasn’t Cecilia
Young Dave banging on the beat he in the ER right now producing this in critical condition
I’m recording up in state prison
It’s fair to say we black and beat the odds of both statistics
Both of us suppose to be either dead or in jail
But he been close to death and I’m in jail and still prevailed
God willing this go number 1 from in the cell
It won’t be long before the release dates is in the mail
Yeah uh
Tears falling on my phone call everything was all wrong
County jail orange paint the image that I’m don won
Sentence day I’m thinking any minute I could be long gone
It’s winter time I’m in the cell a nigga freezing in a pair of “men’s central jail” long John’s
Enemies celebrating Christmas Day
I’m laying in the cell without my son like **** is yall on
Those nights were treacherous
Buy a gram of heroin and use it as leverage
Black clouds floating over me I need severance
Niggas overdosing off Suboxone and medicines
Yeah
God save me I’m repeating for my early sins
My only goal is see it clear like I’m a blurry lens
You niggas softer than some furry pants
And off the walk out i need 30 M’s
Guide Me Through The Storm (feat. Sonstar & Paul McKay)LRC歌词
[00:01.125]God I just .. I just need you to guide me
[00:06.672]It’s so much going on in my life and I know you want to bring me through it, I know you got me. But it’s hard right now and I need you
[00:15.400]I need you now more than I ever needed you God. Please
[00:15.632]
[00:23.307]One way trip to prison LA county into the mountains
[00:25.710]Bunch of niggas on the bus that never got the counseling
[00:29.302]Instead they gang banged they sold dope and broke in houses
[00:31.567]Started with the parents living poor with broken spouses
[00:34.193]Feed me sack lunches in the plastic pouches
[00:36.333]Got me feeling ****ed over like the casting couches
[00:38.935]Dirty face dirty hair up in my mug shot
[00:42.040]Tower cop all on the speaker making brash announcements
[00:44.776]Fading inside of the cell
[00:48.988]Satan keep on trying to bring the flagrantest fires from hell
[00:54.216]But lord your water on me far and as wide as a well
[00:54.693]It’s getting dark I wanna cry but gotta inspire as well
[01:00.440]Yeah
[01:00.624]Old friends switching on me
[01:01.017]New York Times pissing on me
[01:01.355]TMZ here telling lies on television on me
[01:01.868]My opps working over time to put this image on me
[01:03.599]But God is finna push the line like it’s a scrimmage on me
[01:06.164]Mom im a soldier and you gave birth to a warrior
[01:09.027]Ain’t a secret like it’s knocked off victoria
[01:12.050]7 hours been In Shackles sitting in the court tanks
[01:15.014]We ain’t ate in hours because the police ignoring us
[01:18.000]County jail crying real tears to Iggy Azalea
[01:20.874]I know you put up with some shit that just wasn’t familiar
[01:23.393]I loved your ear and loved your heart though you wasn’t Amelia
[01:25.957]They lying trying to get me ****ed but I wasn’t Cecilia
[01:28.795]Young Dave banging on the beat he in the ER right now producing this in critical condition
[01:34.039]I’m recording up in state prison
[01:36.285]It’s fair to say we black and beat the odds of both statistics
[01:38.826]Both of us suppose to be either dead or in jail
[01:42.375]But he been close to death and I’m in jail and still prevailed
[01:44.797]God willing this go number 1 from in the cell
[01:47.506]It won’t be long before the release dates is in the mail
[01:50.839]Yeah uh
[01:52.378]Tears falling on my phone call everything was all wrong
[01:55.753]County jail orange paint the image that I’m don won
[01:58.522]Sentence day I’m thinking any minute I could be long gone
[02:01.246]It’s winter time I’m in the cell a nigga freezing in a pair of “men’s central jail” long John’s
[02:06.786]Enemies celebrating Christmas Day
[02:09.591]I’m laying in the cell without my son like **** is yall on
[02:12.570]Those nights were treacherous
[02:15.378]Buy a gram of heroin and use it as leverage
[02:17.542]Black clouds floating over me I need severance
[02:20.600]Niggas overdosing off Suboxone and medicines
[02:22.863]Yeah
[02:24.331]God save me I’m repeating for my early sins
[02:26.576]My only goal is see it clear like I’m a blurry lens
[02:29.274]You niggas softer than some furry pants
[02:31.269]And off the walk out i need 30 M’s
