Help Us
Dear Lord could ya help us help us help us
Forever mobbin'
Let's go
[Verse 1: Sevin Duce]
Yuh
Street smart intellectual
G card reptible
At start half the mom and pops
Split apart sectional, yeah
Shot a Glock before I ever dropped my testicles
Hatin' on the next mans spot
That's where I set you
Youngin' with a onion to pound
Breakin down the dimes
Sippin' NyQuil before ever pourin' the slime
Bro said they might tell
Supply yourself through the crime
I'm the type well just reppin' my kind
Neighborhood hobby catch a body it's a safety net
Poppin off a Bobby asking God why you ain't take me yet
Probably kept mo' bad dreams than a Navy vet
Listen to a Christian walk with Christ take baby steps
G more I miss em for swishas
Grabbin the change pop
Thugs and a sinner who wondering when the pain stop
Drugs for dinner up in hell burnin' the flames high
Lovin' the winter hiding tears still the rains drop
[Chorus]
Dear Lord could ya help us help us help us
Yeah we carrying guilt
So please don't hold your peace
If we're buried in filth
Too many sheep gettin' buried in silk
Dear Lord could ya help us help us help us
For real I'm up to my neck in regrets and apologies
I'm ready to confess and tell you yes if you say follow me
[Verse 2: Sevin]
It's real
Ay
Flow mine like a buoy
Slow mob in a buie
Beneath the city lights
And getting right i learned to find beauty within this gritty life
E'ery thing cost
To be the boss it's a pretty price
Where niggas starvin' for the cheese like some skinny mice
Before the karma and the drama it was kinda fun
Kickin' up dust we heard the sirens then it's time to run
Stole my first Llama cuz my momma wouldn't buy me one
By age 15 had me playin with a tommy gun
I stashed the cush in the bush by my parent's house
And used to keep my jackets outside
Trying to air em out
Dippin in a stolo screamin yolo
Since knee high it was Levi's and All-Stars
Was never into Polo
It's hot here we survivin through the sauna
Get tied into the drama just for trying to prove your honor
And you gotta be a rider when your rivals movin' on ya
Left leakin out your vitals hopin God will move up on ya
The gang flame we bang the sunset when the night came
Jail bound I'm workin on my knife game
We fry with no education or ride with no hesitation
And die for our reputation putting gouda over Christ's name
Young nigga with depression in his eyes
I'm losing all my homies in this wretched genocide
When they stretched him they left him with intestines on his thighs
I just pray he found his lessons when he died
But I know the truth
I used to be deceived as they come
Smokin weed holding peas throwin bees with a gun
I was claimin' I loved God but not receivin' His Son
As if He was never grieved when He sees what I've done
If them shells rained and murder me was headed for hells flames
Eternally I thank you for turning me undeservedley
I used to pray nervously
But now I pray fervently ya purchased me and purposed me
To serve you over currency
[Chorus]
Dear Lord could ya help us help us help us
Yeah we carrying guilt
So please don't hold your peace
If we're buried in filth
Too many sheep gettin' buried in silk
Dear Lord could ya help us help us help us
For real I'm up to my neck in regrets and apologies
I'm ready to confess and tell you yes if you say follow me