THE BLUES

If I die on the way to give you my love Please, protect me from the world Forgive me for what I've done This shit harder than I make it look, what have I become? I ain't never been no open book Money made me numb Money made me numb, money made me numb Money made me numb, money made me numb Money made me numb, money made me numb Money made me numb, money made me numb Street life'll trap you But my daddy wasn't born a pastor Need greener pastures Still waitin' on the rapture I'm never lonely Even my daydreams is haunted I keep gettin' smaller houses but I won't find peace 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it Waiting 'til the Lord allows it What's success but guilt and stress? Ain't too many niggas had to live with that Movin' on from what you love Knowin' you won't never get them feelings back Heart broke but your ego's still intact Dark soul, been this Black If I reap what I sow, that'd be so astoundin' No yellow brick road, just public housing Can you please come post my bail? It's a hunnid thousand Know you say you wish me well But I really doubt it Who really 'bout it? Can't wait to see And if I don't come home tonight Just pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me