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• Artiste: Dave.
• Titre: 175 Months
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Admittance is the key to start the healin' right But I didn't wanna eat that humble pie, no, I Father God, forgive me It's been a couple years, there may be more that I ain't prayed Even longer I ain't been to church, God, I'm ashamed Embarrassed of my ways, but still, I'm askin' for Your grace Feel like I been led astray By the drinkin' and the spirits I let take me when I ride And the ladies in the night Most people, they got demons, I got angels that I fight Tryna save you from my plight I pray I make it to the light South London where we lie Abdullah died at sixteen, and I still feel that same rage Cah we all gettin' older and he still the same age It's his twenty-seventh birthday, in his pic, he's fourteen Back when we would all dream There's Stephanie, she lived at fourteen And he lived at number seventeen, and I was number twelve When I used to think that if I'd skip church, I go to Hell So when they ask about grief and how it feels, I know it well I missed his tenth anniversary in 2024 I know the value of this picture, we ain't gettin' any more Then I go, and I get angry, God, like, "Why'd you take him for?" He was just a baby All these emotions that I'm feelin', it's the strength I pray for God, for anyone that's with us that can vouch I pray for Pray that I feel less lonely in this house I prayed for I pray that Yeah With this cross that you bear on me Can you look after my mum? She probably used her last prayer on me Can't let the Devil in, there's repentance in the Bible, God, remind my ex of this Feel like we was meant for this, move mountains and boulders We at them ages where our parents gettin' older, may they never need a shoulder I done shit I can't condone, real sermons on my own I'm in church, more worried 'bout the service on my phone And on Judgement Day, are You gonna write it in my sins? Cah my nigga, he got cancer, and I'm lyin' to his kids God, I'm tryin', but it hits me in my heart I done lost so many niggas that's been with me from the start Then I pray for quick change and I ain't even try it fast All I ever did was ask, shattered glass, crucifixes on my chest Pray to purchase a Patek, for my church, they cut a check How am I tryna pray for Congo with these diamonds on my neck? There's a father and there's a son Pray that I can show him how to love a woman through his mum Because I never got the chance, and I just want the best For my three little nieces that I carry on my chest I'm prayin' for my managers, I'm prayin' for their wives 'Cause God knows that they're the ones that sacrifice their lives I would've said their names, but God, you know who I mean I'm prayin' for my brothers, God, protect us on the streets I had the steak at Carbone and didn't pray before I eat It's like I call You when I need You, and I don't, we don't speak Ground rules for my niggas found schools back at Lambeth Town Hall I helped him pray, but didn't know that it was on my downfall So when I'm ice cold When no blood is in my veins, numbers on my days Will I say I love this life of rain? I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain My mum used to creep in my room and put oil and a cross on my head Anoint me and probably read a verse like Psalm 23 "The Lord is my shepherd", and maybe Matthew 4 "The word is my weapon tonight" If I can't pray for peace, then I just pray we win the war It's been twenty-six years, I don't know what I'm fightin' for Well, maybe it's a place to fill your everlastin' light In a world where kids that die get a second chance at life Christ, I don't know what to say to You I pray to You, forgive me for the days I had a reason to And I ain't had faith in You You did it for the sake of me and how I've forsaken You I prayed for new shoes and I used them to walk away from You Made it out with drugs, swapped the pen for the needles And I just found a different way to poison my people You could say it's testimony that I'm tellin' them my story But how we sellin' them the Devil, still givin' God the glory? Can I pray? Take care of me Can I, can I go on top of the drums? On top of those ones? Oh, what, them? Yeah, yeah, it's the Take care of me Take care of me