BubbaGotBeatz - Praying for Help lyrics

[Intro] Straight from the heart, my n***a The Future Boy Shoutout to BubbaGotBeatz for blessing me with this one Shoutout to the internet for k**ing this sh** [Verse] I'm 'bout to explode So close to losing hope So close to transitioning back into selling dope Closer to my last breath than the one I just took This ain't just a rap, even though that's the way it may look I need some support Tired of sleeping on momma's couch Everyday I think she that much closer to kicking me out I work a job but it don't pay me that much 7.65 an hour Put gas in my car and pay for my lunch I been needing your help forever, so tell me what's up Some gotta give even if you can't give me that much I'm sitting here thinking about loading it up And letting it bangarang inside of the corner store while I'm holding it up My people asking me what's wrong but I don't tell them too much 'Cause deep down they been through my struggle but don't give a f** My face up to the sky asking my savior what's up But my head drop 'cause my neck been hurting from holding it up Don't smoke no more but a phone call away from rolling it up But you don't care so I don't see why I just told you so much Industry contacts keep promising to blow my sh** up They got the resources so I don't see what's holding them up Yeah God blessed me with a gift I know my soul has been touched But I feel like Job from the bible 'cause I suffer so much Don't wanna die out in these streets I never claimed to be tough But if war is what you want I'm sliding heavy f**ing sh** up Bottled emotions I ain't with all of that opening up He closed minded till one of them bullets opened him up To see my body in the casket momma's soul'll be crushed and my daddy's too So to avoid that I wrote this one for us But when my time to shine come I'mma be bold as that truck On the highway that's switching lanes 'cause it's too big to be touched [?] honking your little horn and your new car'll be crushed Totaled, flipped over, engine smoking and stuff Alabama prosecutors talking 'bout chaining me up Rap been my pa**ion but I've been thinking 'bout hanging it up 300 dollars to my name from this little show I just done Voted top of the underdogs these other n***as is bums If I'm the best you ever heard why you serving me crumbs Hood f**ed up seen a homie's momma serving her son I pray and stay out the way I know a blessing gon' come St. Louis wicked don't ever ask why I'm toting a gun 'Cause a p**y gon' shoot you down if he got access to one Cut me down and I'm like the president an army gon' come OG told my momma he was gon' look out for her son 'Cause in life it's 'bout where you goin' not where you from Stay down and keep grinding we almost out of the slums But people hate so their process gonna happen backwards or something f** a streetlight I go in the house when I see the sun Close encounters with def plenty so I don't ever run Praying for help Our generation getting played to the left See I got enemies who plot on my health Soon there won't be nothing left What's coming next can't buy no time for yourself The system set for you to die on the set Don't want you flying no jets I'm fighting hard for what I want to protect Make good decisions bro look out for yourself Can't do the same as the rest The world is crying calling out for your help You make some changes they gon' mark you for d**h Dear God I pray for your help Don't bother too many I stay to myself Father is it selfish to pray for myself My life has not been the best Expose my powers because I need some help And the pain is deep so I battle myself I be attacking myself People tell me I would be dead or in jail Tried weed to solve it but that didn't help But it was all just a test Can't control it don't take it out on yourself And the pain haunt me but I capture myself 'Cause I been praying for help