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Yo, I see you out there slippin. I know you gotta get paid. So you could rob somebody, but crime just don't pay. I know that I could get blasted for the words that I say. I ain't afraid of no casket, you can't hold me in the grave watch out! See most of that is peer pressure, don't worry bout the next man. Well your life you could gamble, but homie you ain't got the best hand. I'm tryin to tell you what I know dog, I'm tryin to give em something real. Watch how I put it on a dope beat and give em something they can feel. If you're goin bangin tonight, if you plan on shooting tonight, If you're getting wasted tonight, if you plan on lootin tonight. Let me tell you something, God's watching and wanting. Sayin come back to me. Yea, I know you feel a little foolish given the situation at hand. Deep down you know that you can do it. Don't act like you don't understand, come on. Waiting, wishing and hoping, hoping and wishing, homie you missing, missing out on a blessing, it's like an unopened present. And yes I can relate, dude said he loved me, did me dirty, oh but just wait. My God gets butterflies every time, I mean every time He thinks about my face. So I pray you're wishing and hoping, hoping and wishing but no longer missing, missing out on no blessings. Baby girl I hope you learned your lesson. If you're goin bangin tonight, if you plan on shooting tonight, If you're getting wasted tonight, if you plan on lootin tonight. Let me tell you something, God's watching and wanting. Sayin come back to me. Bridge How the beat go, how the heat go. Pop pop cause of dudes and they ego. Lego my ego we all people. Stop, drop, put it down that's how we roll, and you could lose your life trying to be the cool kid. But He could use your life if you let Him do it. I know you're scared, I know you're friends talk schmack, but you ain't gotta fold home you could talk back. So you say you know, then what are you waiting for? Go on and make a change, I'm telling you don't waste no time. The way to go is hard to find when you're all alone. If you're goin bangin tonight, if you plan on shooting tonight, If you're getting wasted tonight, if you plan on lootin tonight. Let me tell you something, God's watching and wanting. Sayin come back to me.
Writer(s): John Charles Ii Crowley, Peter Beckett, Antonina Armato, Tim James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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