Gimme a Second
Gimme a second, uh gimme a second, yeah
Gimme a second
Listen what I'm sayin' to you, uh huh
Listen gimme a second
All I need is a second, yeah
Gimme a second, uh yeah
Aye, listen, Cole talk that college talk
Wayne talks gangs
Jay be talkin' money, man
And 'Ye talk fame
And people say I talk about
The same ol' thing
Reason that I sound the same
'cause the Truth don't change
Look, people get it twisted like
A lemon in a spirit
If I ain't talkin' killin'
I must be talkin' 'bout healin'
And I ain't talking 'bout how Jesus
Gon' make me a million
With my hands to the ceilin'
I got that spiritual feelin'
Head bowed down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? That must
Be the way you flow no
I talk reality like momma on her death bed
The birth of a child
A soldier losin' his left leg
Who gon' write songs to give
Him hope in his chair?
Addicted to pain killers, wife left last year
Your favorite rapper was prolly tryna
Make his next hit
Talkin' look at what I got, who I shot
And who I tipped couldn't be more common if
Them boys made sense
Couldn't be more common if
Serena was they chick
And this is not a diss
This how reality sound let it off my mind
This how my mentality sound yeah!
Everything I do, I do it for you
I don't want a single thing
I don't want a single thing
Ain't got no kind of angle
I ain't tryna play
You ain't gotta know my name
You ain't gotta know my name
But in my short time on this Earth
I done died, been rebirthed and I know this
Sounds strange to you
So give me a lil' time
Let me spit a couple lines and I promise
It might just change you too, change you too
I sound like the mad
Rapper 'cause I'm crazy the radio be like
"We love you" but they never play me
And I be doin' shows like
"You ain't even gotta pay me"
I just wanna spread the same
Message that done saved me
You see, I prolly grew up just like you
Tellin' my heroes, "Man
I wanna be just like you"
I got in trouble, went to court
Judge showed me couple inmates and
He told me, "Man
They started off just like you"
I never rolled around strapped
I was busy chasin' girls and money
I played ball and smoked weed
Thought the world was funny
I went to church a few times
With my head on a swivel
And I was lookin' for the bad
Ones that sat in the middle
I couldn't remember a sermon
I never caught the Spirit
And if Christians was tryna rap, man
I'm not tryna hear it
I never would've imagined that
I'd be rhymin' about the same God that
I couldn't confide in
Never planned to get married, raise a family
Help kids grow up visit people in prison
I was busy tryna blow up but see
Now I'm unimpressed with the
Way these folks dress
Or the engine in they trunk
All I want is soul rest and I'm so blessed
Look at what He did to me
How could I keep this to
Myself? Somebody bled for me
Nah, you just gon' have to hate this
'Cause God's the only reason that
I'm able to say this so play this
Everything I do, I do it for you
I don't want a single thing
I don't want a single thing
Ain't got no kind of angle
I ain't tryna play
You ain't gotta know my name
You ain't gotta know my name
But in my short time on this Earth
I done died, been rebirthed and I know this
Sounds strange to you
So give me a lil' time
Let me spit a couple lines and I promise
It might just change you too, change you too