Boi-1da - Gimme A Second lyrics

[Intro] Gimme a second, gimme a second yeah Gimme a second, listen what I'm sayin to you Uh huh, listen, gimme a second All I need is a second yeah Gimme a second, uh yeah [Verse 1] Hey listen Cole talk that college talk Wayne talks gangs Jay-z's talkin' money mayne and (Kan) 'Ye talk fame And people say I talk about the same ole thang Reason that I sound the same cause the truth don't change Look, people get it twisted like a lemon in a spirit If I ain't talking k**in' I must be talking bout healin' And I ain't talking bout how Jesus gonna make me a million With my hands to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin' Head bowed down, knees to the floor You a Christian and you rap? That must be the way you flow - No I talk reality like mama on her d**h bed The birth of a child, a soldier losing his left leg Who gon write songs to give him hope in his chair Addicted to pain k**ers, wife left last year Your favorite rapper was probably tryin' to make his next hit Talking look at what I got, who I shot and who I tip Couldn't be more common if them boys made sense Couldn't be more common if Serena was they chick And this is not a diss, this how reality sound Let it off my mind, this how my mentality sound [Hook] Everything I do, I do for you I don't want a single thing, I don't want a single thing Ain't got no kind of angle I ain't tryin play you, you ain't gotta know my name You ain't gotta know my name But in my short time on this Earth I done died, been rebirthed And I know this sounds strange to you So give me a little time, let me spit a couple lines And I promise it might just change you too [Verse 2] I sound like a mad rapper cause I'm crazy The radio be like "we love you", but they never play me I be doin' shows like "you ain't even gotta pay me" I just wanna spread the same message that done saved me You see I probably grew up just like you Tellin' my heroes "Man, I wanna be just like you" I got in trouble went to court Judge showed me couple inmates and he told me "Man, they started off just like you" I never rolled around strapped I was busy chasing girls and money I played ball and smoked weed, thought the world was funny I went to church a few times with my head on the swivel And I was lookin' for the bad ones that sat in the middle I couldn't remember a sermon, I never caught the spirit And if Christians was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it I never would've imagined that I would be rhymin' About the same God that I couldn't confide in Never planned to get married, raise a family, help kids grow up Visit people in prison, I was busy tryin' to blow up But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these folks dress Or the engine in the truck, all I want is soul rest And I'm so blessed, look at what He did to me How could I keep this to myself? Somebody bled for me Nah, you just gon' have to hate this Cause God's the only reason I'm able to say this [Hook]