Digga D – Cherish God More Lyrics
Jordan is that you?
Every day I wake up, I try and cherish God a little bit more, man
Look, yo, yo
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, Christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
They always said “Dead or in jail” (In jail)
For him it was both, and my heart nearly broke the other day when I held his little girl (Little girl)
God protect me in this fucked up world (Fucked up world)
Wind me up, make me wind down the window
Black tints, Limo
When I get the info on anybody involved
I want it so, but it’s been sold
You couldn’t live a day in my insoles
We all goin’ through our own different battles
My friend’s fightin’ for his freedom from shackles
My other friend passed from cancer, I’m baffled (Baffled)
I got real life problems, I don’t care ’bout bein’ blackballed
I’m goin’ through a battle with myself (‘Self)
I’m goin’ through a battle tryna look after my health
They said I’m low on red blood cells (Red blood cells)
They must be lyin’, ’cause I got a lot of iron and they filled up with shells
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, Christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, Christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
Alright look, peep this
They wanna hear pain, but my granny said to never show my weakness
And even though my block’s fryin’ (Bow)
I can’t make songs about niggas on my block dyin’, cah we don’t (No)
I’m not sayin’ that we can’t, I’m sayin’ that we won’t
Cah most times I leave my home, I go and grab my chrome
And I can make it ring, pussy, watch your tone
I’m in the Ville, I’m with Wize, but I’m on my own
How do I forget to give thanks every day?
But when I’m put down in the station, I pray
You ain’t never had to skeet out with some Ye it’s on display
I don’t pay when I park it with [?]
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, Christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
Cherish God more, I’m in the middle of a war
CGM shit, Christ guides me for sure
Wake up and pray, and give thanks to the Lord
This time last year my nigga died behind the door
