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I Know
Chris Raww
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Yeah
(Oh no) it's one of them songs
Just wanna roll somethin' up and
Reminisce (na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na)
Pop this rollercoaster we've been on for so long
(Oh no) ups and downs
Lifts, sideways (na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na)
I'm sick of livin' like this
See, in school, we stayed in trouble, so we stayed in the office
And for dinner, we ate a can of Vienna sausage
I used to watch my momma sing to the rhythm and blues
And we would draw Nike signs on the side of our shoes
I'm from a place where the dope sales pay the bills
We always at the hotel, that's where we live
I mean, I'm old school, Chevy's, Cutlass's and old Regals
At any given time, it's a crib full of people
I said, "Lord, hear my cry, I'm sick of livin' like that"
I know it's hard 'cause my momma is addicted to crack
I'm from a city where they struggle just to maintain
And kids 16 years old gang-bang, man, that's a damn shame
Half of my people dead
I think about the nights I put the nine to my head
And then I thought about blowin' my brains out
'Cause I didn't wanna go back home to the same house
I said, "I pray every day, I hope He hears my cries"
Roll up another one and let me clear my mind
And I know this ain't the only life for me
But I know that God got His hands on me
I said, "I pray every day, I hope He hears my cries"
Roll up another one and let me clear my mind
And I know this ain't the only life for me
Yes, I know that God got His hands on me
(Man) corruption, deceit, it's the deception, the lies
It'll get you knotted up, fucked up with family ties
I've grown wise through these years
Shed tears, seen blood, sweat and all that
Chris, man, I hit hard like a ball bat
I seen cops throw rocks up in the backyard
And then smoke 'em up, too, so fuck it, act hard
I don't need to, I breathe through the mic
And I'm tryna live my life, but fuck it, it ain't right
So, I take another hit, now I'm high as a kite
Bouncin' state to state, date to date, I'm just rippin' it
Up north, they tryna take me down, I'm just stricken in this game
It's Chris, man, you know my name
I came to Jelly Roll to kick it down with death
Wishin' (hit it), you wishin' you could touch the level, me too
Always be the man, but the Man above is holdin' me up
I twist another blunt, I'm smokin' it, 'cause
I said, "I pray every day, I hope He hears my cries"
Roll up another one and let me clear my mind
And I know this ain't the only life for me
But I know that God got His hands on me
I said, "I pray every day, I hope He hears my cries"
Roll up another one and let me clear my mind
And I know this ain't the only life for me
Yes, I know that God got His hands on me
I said that God got His hands on me
And I know
God got His hands on me
And I know
I know that God got His hands on me
And I know
I know that God got His hands on me
And I know
(No, no, no, whoa)
(Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na)
(No, no, no, whoa)
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