Jahmann Massey - I Believe (feat. Arking) Lyrics

Long week, pissed off might can't take it
Rent due, bills too, might don't pay it
Still in the club though, both chains hanging
Drinking my drink, no use in complaining
Fridge full up, all my niggas we eating
Cellphone calls, trying to setup meetings
I'm a hot free agent, everybody wanna meet him
So I'm doing cross referencing, so nobody could cheat him
Been there, done that, now you can't scheme him
Be in your best interest to assist in his dreaming
Any Given Sunday, Mr. Willie Beamen
Miami Shark, throwing up on the defense
I should of went to school, 'cause I would of made Deans' List
Instead I stayed in Flinttown, serving that weak shit
Three hundred a p, but we flipped for that eight quick
Stack four, spend one, gotta praise Jesus
Moved out the country, gave it all up Joe
They went out to Cali and they scooped up G though
Put him in the bing, made him lay like Frito
Hundred grand bail, and I ain't even got ten bro, oh
Oh, what you think it means when I drop right down to my knees
Hands up to the sky, Oh I believe
Oh, what you think it means when I drop right down to my knees
Hands up to the sky, Oh I believe
Block sound like fireworks on the fourth of July
Young cats searching for reasons to try to survive
Only shine that they see is niggas that's out on they grind
Ain't even surprised, on the ways out here peoples are dying
Flinttown so cold then my hearts turn colder
Everyday that I'm waking, weight of the World up on my shoulders
Got me stronger than normal dressing, impressing at every formal occasion
Niggas that selling dreams, and women's that's dream chasing
Who am I to say that he is wrong and what is right though?
Eli, walking by my faith and not my sight, so
When all my peoples I grew up with in the pen, or been out one
Or victims to the murders of scoundrels
What it means we sit in church on Sunday crying
Hoping an angel reaches down, with our hands up to the sky
That's why the attitude I got look like 'no stress
I'm in the midst of the come up, before the success
Oh, what you think it means when I drop right down to my knees
Hands up to the sky, Oh I believe
Oh, what you think it means when I drop right down to my knees
Hands up to the sky, Oh I believe