paroles de chanson God Cries! - Keyze Arizona

I came from nothing
Ain't no way that I could fail at all
How I'm supposed to live my life
They shooting at the mall
I look my cousin in the eye
And tell him we gon ball
I tell him we gon touch the sky
Ain't no lies involved
These niggas put the pen down
I'm on album four
And we don't stress about rent now
We was on the floor
All this writing on the wall
That's who I do it for
When me and Rodney had no food
We just wanted more
So how the fuck these people
Tell me that I got it made
I was in that factory
Twelve hour days
That's why I'm different actually
And I do more than pray
I know my shit a masterpiece
Could give a fuck about plays
Could give a fuck about what you say
And I don't mind the critics
I could never let my momma down
These more than lyrics
That's why I always give you heart and soul
Because I then lived it
That's why that youngin hit my messages
To say he feel it

Money heal the problems
Champagne wishes
If It don't I solve them
Smoking in my kitchen
Counting up this money
Sorting all my digits
Shorty say she love me
I say love is wicked
I'm wondering if God cry
Still I'm wondering if God cry

Would you love me for my sins
Even if I was a dope boy
Love me till the end
I love myself I have no choice
Stars in the sky
Got me dreaming of that Rolls Royce
Youngin say
Sun don't shine where we come from
Youngin say
Sun don't shine where we come from
Youngin say
Sun don't shine where we come from
All he know is pain
And ain't nobody ever loved us
Praying that it change
But I feel like no God above us
Can never kill my flame
They know the name so if they judge us
Cousin got my back
We lived together that's my brother
Now I'm on a island smoking pre rolls
Now I'm out at dinner sipping Pinot
I like to work alone
I need my peace bro
Can feel it in the air
Like beanie seagull
Love you from a distance
So if we drift it's meant to be
They hate me for my pigment
My momma say I'm black as dirt
The blacker that you are
Look how close you are to Mother Earth

Money heal the problems
Champagne wishes
If It don't I solve them
Smoking in my kitchen
Counting up this money
Sorting all my digits
Shorty say she love me
I say love is wicked
I'm wondering if God cry
Still I'm wondering if God cry