Lyfe Jennings - Down Here Up There lyrics

Lord, it's a constant struggle (down here) Specially when all you know how to do is hustle (down here) Lord, it's a miracle - I'm still breathing (down here) Lord, it's a battefield (down here) Lord, it's easy to get k**ed (down here) So I keep my family near me (down here) And keep my bulletproof vest on Thank you, Lord, for making teflon (down here) 'Cause the ghetto has a way of manipulating the children Tricking them into believing that life has no meaning Down here, down here Lord, if you see my grandmother (up there) Tell her I know she's disappointed in me Hates to see me in and out of jail But tell her life ain't as heavenly here as it is (up there) I know it's probably lovely (up there) But tell her I ain't in no rush to get (up there) So I keep my pistols off safety At all cost I got to protect and feed these babies ===As they lay, it's been hell Keeping my black a** from coming (up there) So I'm thankful everyday And pray my enemies, don't roll down on me And send me kicking and screaming (up there) Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, yeah, ohhhhh, ooo, ohhh, hmmmmmmm To my peoples trying to make it from (down here) To my peoples who done made it (up there) To my peoples trying to make it too (up there) From down here