作词 : Justen Robinson/Jason Phillips/Anthony Best/Deja Trimble/Smiley Abney/Myles Lockwood

作曲 : Justen Robinson/Jason Phillips/Anthony Best/Deja Trimble/Smiley Abney/Myles Lockwood

One thing about pain, pain is universal

It don't matter how much money you got

It don't  matter how bad your financial situation is

Pain is the one thing that everybody in the world can relate to

You can't run from it, you can't escape it

It's really a part of life

It's all about how you deal with it

Them decisions you make on how you deal with it will determine

Just how bad your next experience with pain will be

And that's a fact

Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this my calling?"

So many days (Ayy), the sky feel like it's falling

Mama said, "Pray (Pray), you got the devil on you

Gotta clean your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"

I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (Yeah)

If you don't want to die, you gotta do somethin' (Mm-mm)

So many nights I cried early in the morning (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah, you gotta do somethin' (Oh)

Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this my calling?"

So many days (Ayy), the sky feel like it's falling

Mama said, "Pray (Pray), you got the devil on you

Gotta clean your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"

I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (Yeah)

If you don't want to die, you gotta do somethin' (Mm-mm)

So many nights I cried early in the morning (Yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah, you gotta do somethin'

(Nino Man)

In my crib, it wasn't food snacks or BET

Just a old-ass TV and EBT (Shit)

No cable, just a bootleg DVD

I quit school and got my GED (I'm out)

I went straight to the block

Started trappin', Mama said she ain't got it

Reason why these *****s wild 'cause it ain't shit in their wallet (Gang)

While these *****s moving foul, I'm tryna get a deposit

How you broke but think you gettin' it poppin'? (Nah)

Man, these *****s be chillin' (Chillin')

Wastin' time but they think they be livin'

Out their mind, who they think they be kidding? (Who?)

Gotta make a decision

Find a drive, then go make a collision (Skkrt)

I would die for this shit that I visioned (Word)

Most these *****s is lames (Lames)

They be chasin' waves lookin' like big phonies

Lost in the sauce, callin' young *****s, 'Big homie' (Clown)

Glove on, Mick Foley, look at this big .40 (Woo)

People got their hands out and never did shit for me

Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this my calling?"

So many days (Ayy), the sky feel like it's falling

Mama said, "Pray (Pray), you got the devil on you

Gotta clean your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"

I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (Yeah)

If you don't want to die, you gotta do somethin' (Mm-mm)

So many nights I cried early in the morning (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah (Ayy, this Blanco), you gotta do somethin' (Oh)

Look, Codeine in my liver, feelin' disconnected

Reachin' out to God, but he ain't get the message (No)

Wakin' up at noon, cigarette for breakfast

Mama said I'm livin' reckless, Yola got the crib infested (Mama)

They think this rap shit lit

Drinkin' heavy 'cause I seen my man cap get twist (Damn)

In my city, all that **** runnin' rampant

The youngins OD before the plug get to stamp it, goddamn it

Henny in my body, got my liver too (Faded)

If brodie up the pole, then that's a business move

They don't remember what you did, just what you didn't do (Don't remember)

You think you know, but you don't know the shit we livin' through (Gang)

Shit, I've been out my mind since my brother died

Eyes rollin' back in his head, starin' above the sky

Santeria couldn't make him come alive

Probably with the other side, Reaper sung a lullaby

Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this my calling?"

So many days (Ayy), the sky feel like it's falling

Mama said, "Pray (Pray), you got the devil on you

Gotta clean your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"

I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (Yeah)

If you don't want to die, you gotta do somethin' (Mm-mm)

So many nights I cried early in the morning (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah, you gotta do somethin' (Oh) (Haha)

They say the biggest part of life is accepting your role (Know that)

And everything is for sale except for your soul (Uh-huh)

And everything is reachable except for your goals

It's just pain, no love (No love), no X's and O's

Had to cover up the mouse holes (Mm), drugs in the household (Uh-huh)

Sneakers too tight, you had to wear 'em without soles (Facts)

Sleepin' with a sweatsuit on 'cause the house cold (I'm freezin' in here)

Searchin' through the loaf to find the bread without mold (Woo)

Intro's done, I'm just workin' on the outro (Word)

Bank account is on steroids now, 'bout gold (Haha)

They know I could buy it, they give it to me, that's a clout goal

Although I'm successful, I can't figure this shit out though (Can't figure this shit out)

Had to open my mind for me to free it (Uh)

It wasn't designed for me to be it (Nah)

They don't understand (Uh-uh), the Union is similar to Soviet (Woo)

If you look in my eyes, then you could see it

Something's wrong, yeah

Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this my calling?"

So many days (Ayy), the sky feel like it's falling (What?)

Mama said, "Pray (Pray), you got the devil on you

Gotta clean your spirit 'cause your past is tryna haunt you"

I was gettin' so high, I couldn't even function (Yeah)

If you don't want to die, you gotta do somethin' (Mm-mm)

So many nights I cried early in the morning (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah, you gotta do somethin' (Oh)

So much pain in my body, I had to do something

I had to do something

Take a little pain, storms in the rain

They say, "When life give you lemons, you gotta make lemonade," yeah

They say, "When life give you lemons, you gotta make lemonade," mm, yeah

They say, "When life give you lemons, gotta make—"

**** that

They say, "When life give you lemons, you gotta make lemonade"

They say, "When life give you lemons, gotta—