God Be the Man (feat. Inspector Ozze)

I dont want to man up anymore God be the man God lend a hand Yuhh yuhh yuhh yuhh yuhh I gotta go work hard yea i gotta go feed a fam I been told since they one yea what it takes to be a man What it takes to make plans yuh What it takes to advacne What it takes to ride fast 12 be the only i aint gon pass yuh I remeber gettin chose last I remember gettin blown past They say nothing worst than the rejection But boy i remember getting laughed at Yea i remember gettin dashed up but i remember getting back up Yea took it took me time to realize what the trials really made a man of World steady tryna break us Women steady tryna fake us They get needy tyna make up brutha dont believe all of the fake stuff They say real men dont cry no more but whats the fastest way to make a milllie They say real men dont cry no more why you see em poppin pillies Why you still out here screaming like f your ex Brutha she the one you gotta protect like Brutha she the one you gotta protect like Yea I made her one of my responsibilities I know And I made her one of my responsibilities I know And i wish I would of just kept the joint ten toes And i prolly shoulda just kept it all ten toes, yuh I dont want to man up anymore God be the man God lend a hand Yuhh, yuhh yuhh yuhh yuhh Remember back in the day Female gratification everything that I knew Mindset one when u can have 2 Why 2 when u can have 4 I'll have em all but I'm slick wanten more Because I'm a man I got it and it's light But all these wemon start become a chore It's not fulfilling let em fill in my space I let go of pleasure and let God fill the place I read the word and I'm setting the pace cuz my love for God is better than the Chace Now I'm free from chasing ms redacted Instead of sitting sad regretting how I acted Instead of plotting thinking of all these tactics Accept the fact that I am what I attracted Accept the fact I was what I got Playing a player is part of the plot Doin em wrong thinking that it was hot But deep in my heart it was weakened from rot Being a man isn't making her cry She at the well I wipe tears from her eyes I'm being honest take of the disguise Don't let the love take her but surprise Don't let your mind take her for fool Don't let your body turn her to a tool Don't let your spirit lead that girl a stray Don't let your tine have her counting days Just let your presents make her feel safe Just let your words tell her better days Just let your actions tell her bout a place Where she can see face to face Tellem how to be a man Out chasing tail out chasin bans Call it hard work cuz u stay using hands But can lead a team Can u lead a fam Will it work out man I don't know But I got God then the fruit gon show Soweing my seeds where the wind don't blow Let God be the man and my grain gon grow I don't want to man up anymore God be the man God lend a hand Yuhh yuhh yuhh yuhh yuhh