Closer
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I believe in God. I believe God put us wherever we wanna be at. Then
It makes sense that God would put us in the ghetto. That means he
Wants us to work hard to get up outta here. That means he's testing
Us even more. That makes sense. It makes sense that if you're good
In your heart, then you get closer to God. But if you're evil, then
You're closer to the devil. That makes sense. I see that every day
Ridin' with the top down so I'm closer to God
I make it look easy but I came up hard
Traumatized even though you can't see the scars
Most of my peers in the grave or doin' life behind bars
I know God give a struggle to his strongest soldiers
So I'm just thankful he blessed me with some broad shoulders
My nigga ran to his mama house, duckin' the rollers
Gave him a Bible and told him he should pray to Jehovah
I got one foot in the game, one foot in the grave
Any chapters, takin' chances, it'll tell you the same
My mama passed and left me with undeniable pain
Ain't no sunshine and I can't wait for the rain
Every time a nigga progress, it feel like I backtrack
Pray to the most high but the devil on my back
I grab the strap 'fore I go out and hustle
God bless all the real ones caught in the struggle
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright
Yeah
It be spunky for the fellas say a prayer for me
I woke up in the morning with a K though me
It's K roll in the TEC, he try to play the homie
I don't know why, he know Blood play with 40's
My daughter countin' on me, gotta get it up
Behind the almighty dollar, I'll zip you up
Every vehicle I drive, they be tinted up
Keep a couple killers that's feelin' like they ain't did enough
Bang in peace my brother Zoe, a nigga miss you, Blood
Just wish I could pick up the phone and hit you, Blood
Took a break from the drugs, a nigga body damaged
I'm on the line with the plug, tryna talk in Spanish
Fell off a hundred times, always doubled back
If gangster rap ever die, Mozzy brung it back
Left the thing in his lawn, my nigga brung it back
Young bull ever lose a fade, he run it back
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright
Thinkin' back on the life and the bread we had
Hard times in and out like you did me dead
But I still feel the tears but can't see 'em in the mirror
Heart colder than the winter like a blizzard gettin' nearer
I don't fear a motherfucker on this earth but God
You can crap out tryna play against the odds
I put your head on the line like you fishin' for cod
It's fishscale on the off-season, switchin' the job
Dissin' the mob is issues, tears and tissues
On principle like teachin' class before I dismiss you
All visuals reachin' past the board that you limit to
Residuals, all in all need to be closer to my maker
When the snitchin' gettin' realer and the realer gettin' faker
Will I touch a hundred mil or get caught up in these vapors?
Lord knows, until then I'm caught up in this paper
Caught up in this paper
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright
If you play your cards right
Everything's gon' be alright
If you play your cards right
It will be alright