Crooked I - Praise GOD lyrics

[Intro:] Real sh**, to all my loved ones in the cemetery I'm a live it up down here 'Til I meet you at the crossroads up there [Chorus:] For our loved ones dead and gone Turn it up, turn it up Feel what I feel when you hear this song Turn it up, turn it up Praise God I seen another day 'Cause Lord knows, Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way I praise God I seen another day Could've went the other way [Verse:] COB is my religion, what do you believe in I believe in divine intervention I'm lucky to be breathing Gun shots loud out of nowhere Shooter tried to put me under cement God intervene, luckly he seen it Guess that right there wasn't in the agreement Life is cold, I've seen it change n***as I don't blame, when I hang with a Thousand f**ing gang members Put you in shovel trouble My pistol's grave digger Sipping that liquor prescribing it like It was vike and call it paink**ers Drinking, driving, swerving high on I'm thinking, crying, surging, fine I'm sinking I am hurting why are All of my people dying Why must you leave real n***az die While busters breathe Where's the justice, just the other day I was thinking 'bout One of my dead homies and I felt something touch my sleeve Maybe I just believe Maybe it was just a breeze As these hours pa**, While I still got time in my hourgla** [Chorus:] I praise God I seen another day 'Cause Lord knows, Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way I praise God I seen another day Could've went the other way For our loved ones dead and gone Turn it up, turn it up Feel what I feel when you hear this song Turn it up, turn it up I praise God I praise God [Outro:] Yeah Reviving out man Crooked I, psalm 82 6 Shout to the whole slaughter house team We the LA Lakers Dj sour milk, just incredible La Lakers dot com I praise God So what's the morale to the million dollar story It ain't about money, it's more about making something out of nothing And if you can draw inspiration from that That's your millions dollars, sh** That's even more than a million dollars