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Never would've made it | Never could've made it without You | Without You
Never would've made it Never could've made it without You Without You Uh Whole lotta O's gettin' sold on the block Don't go outside a lot, ain't tryna get popped 12 bustin' in while we scrapin' out the pot We runnin' out the spot, we runnin' out the spot Singin', "Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got" Somebody's gettin' knocked while the bodies gettin' dropped I used to have a little, now a nigga got a lot I pray the Lord watch, I pray the Lord watch Another year goes by, another nigga slayed At the West Indian Day Parade when perpetrators sprayed You got the nerve to ask why I stay in the house more Get paid for goin' in, the fuck I'm goin' out for? When niggas stretchin' shit like a new school power forward Naz Reid range, but when these boys are shootin', niggas start breathin' strange Heartbeat is faint, now it's auf wiedersehen I'm not German, but the wheels currently turnin' on my mama's automobiles Certain of y'all while y'all prefer to be hard Memories of my dawg's wake, it's hurtin' me, y'all The windows to his soul closed, saw its curtains be drawn Innocent as a child, but weren't we all? Before the hos and the smoke that arose from the Black and Mild cigarellos Triggers lift the biggest fellows, put seven on his torso and turned him into Melo, uh But no midrange iso, back to the basket The streets raised him a bastard, wrapped in a casket Best beware, don't you dare go laugh at the tragic passin' of somebody's son by somebody's gun Give a fuck if you opps, when dissin' the dead, the karma tends to come at you hot I promise you pray for forgiveness, the Lord's wrath can astonish you I'd rather admonish you on this record than impress with perceptions of a designer shoe Fuck Gucci, fuck Louis, fuck Chanel, fuck Balenciaga, how we gon' excel? Soon as niggas make it out, they turnin' Hollywood as hell I knew buddy caught that body, but hell, I prolly shouldn't tell, or else I Never would've made it I mean, I, never could've made it without You (yeah) Got a soft spot for the man up above Eastside, Westside, show me love (without You) Niggas duck shots and some niggas catch slugs Northside, Southside, show me love, huh Whole lotta O's gettin' sold on the block Don't go outside a lot, ain't tryna get popped 12 bustin' in while we scrapin' out the pot We runnin' out the spot, we runnin' out the spot Singin', "Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got" Somebody's gettin' knocked while the bodies gettin' dropped I used to have a little, now a nigga got a lot I pray the Lord watch, I pray the Lord watch, uh Someone that's close to me is facin' time My mind's racin' for some way to find, hope that he may be fine He got a son the same age as mine I can't imagine spendin' days in a cage not raisin' mine These are the years with our kids where we strengthen bonds I paid his bond, but the trial's comin' The rain or shine, I know his child love him But he's too young to understand it if the outcome is incarceration and charges facin' Bring the possibility of long vacations and complications with his baby mom She daily cryin', sayin' her heart is vacant He tryna make it work, he wanna fake it for the sake of family But she keep throwin' old shit right in his face apparently Remindin' him 'bout how he tried to make her take a plan B and abort the seed Threatenin' him with child support so that the court can seize and garnish wages And all this was before he caught this case that's brought the latest Pile of stress to add to all this mess, it's hard to face it His thoughts deflated, somewhere 'long the way, he lost his faith But now he reads the Bible hopin' God'll see him contemplative Never would've made it He prayin' now, he even threw some gospel on his playlist Never could've made it without You Tears fallin', Marvin Sapp, "Never Would Have Made It" Man up above Eastside, Westside, show me love (without You) Niggas duck shots and some niggas catch slugs Northside, Southside, show me love, uh, huh Whole lotta O's gettin' sold on the block Don't go outside a lot, ain't tryna get popped 12 bustin' in while we scrapin' out the pot We runnin' out the spot, we runnin' out the spot Singin', "Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got" Somebody's gettin' knocked while the bodies gettin' dropped I used to have a little, now a nigga got a lot I pray the Lord watch, I pray the Lord watch For me (never would've made it) Oh, I never could've made it (never could've made it without You) Without You
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