Oh, it’s hard to believe he’s a child of God
Grew up as a rapper wit’ some morals ’cause my mother did
Never show their true colors, gotta check the color grid
He ain’t in the streets no more, he just caught another bid
Musicians going through the most, the money ain’t too humbling
The destiny is heavenly, the pressure start compressing me
Who knew being multitalented could ’cause this jealousy?
Went out to go get it for a better me
Came back, they’re asking for a check
Is you asking or you telling me?
Putting pain on our family as we do it for the Grammys
Protect all our kids that is strictly for the nannies
I put all my trust in Mommy of becoming a new Granny
System can’t stand me
Oh, it’s hard to believe he’s a child of God
They worry ’bout the actors
Worry ’bout the trappers
Pray every night that God bless all the rappers
Steady trying to attack us
Forget the main factors
I pray by myself every night that God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
God bless all the rappers
It’s hard to believe he’s a child of God
Twenty-four, days and night, it’s like hell in this bitch
So sick to my stomach, can’t smell in this bitch
Feel like hell to get rich, it’s like hell to get drenched
Labels killing souls every day, them cells could get a wrist
It’s hard- he’s a child of God
We turn gold into the plaques, plaques into the diamonds
Jewels on the neck make ’em get on bad timing
I’m just here to do my job, complete what’s the assignment
Lost his marbles to the streets and he still can’t find it
How could you kill Pop Smoke, how could you kill PnB?
How could you kill Chinx Drugz, King Von, MO3?
How could you kill Drakeo the Ruler?
Should be worried how they lose ya
XXX, Nipsey both died from a shooter
They say the most dangerous job is for the rappers
We don’t never see it coming, we use strategies for after
That shit backwards, God bless all the rappers
They worry ’bout the actors
Worry ’bout the trappers
Pray every night that God bless all the rappers
Steady trying to attack us
Forget the main factors
I pray by myself every night that God bless all the rappers
It’s hard to believe, God
God bless all the rappers
