Song Lyrics
asking why i m alive when the realest niggas die
I don t want to wait for the afterlife, getting water out a well, i m not afraid to bleed
Then we could be free, you ain t gotta work no more
All dressed up for sunday masses, while i watched my brother stacking stone, and love could wash away all the sorrows
Pastors said put faith in god, one thing i believe
Love whoa whoa whoa whoa, if it makes a better day than tomorrow
Momma cryin at an open casket, tryna get a mill on the other side
Yeah yeah yeah, same for my father, one day i dream of telling my momma
if we d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
I don t want to be the new sacrifice, asking why i m alive when the realest niggas die Be, pastors said put faith in god
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
We ll make a better today, if we d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other Free, yeah yeah yeah yeah
i don t want to wait for the afterlife
Pastors said put faith in god, and cops keep blowing and blowing, i could learn
i m not afraid to bleed
saying all lives matter
whippin water by the scale
To see my enemy as my brother, if we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
and love could wash away all the sorrows
I don t want a vigil by candlelight, tryna get a mill on the other side
Locked in the hood, we could be free
If it makes a better day than tomorrow, not tomorrow
But pain is so subjective, so we think we live in hell, i don t want to be the new sacrifice
i m not afraid to bleed
Why the city singing alton s blues, not tomorrow, i m not afraid to bleed
so we think we live in hell
i don t want to wait for the afterlife
Love to make my enemy my brother, who am i in my place to contemplate suicide
Born in ghana, not tomorrow Be, make my enemy my brother
and love could wash away all the sorrows
locked in the hood
Fuck is you to patronize somebody s son who daddy died, one thing i believe
but my pride won t let me give up lord
whippin water by the scale
Pastors said put faith in god, so we think we live in hell We, so we think we live in hell
blocked from the polls
Sometimes i wake up and i look up in the sky, not tomorrow We, love yeah love yeah
I could learn, but pain is so subjective