Текст песни Praise - Theez , Greaseball

If you see me in the mall, go on and give me my praise
Cuz I've been through it all gotta give me my praise
I ain't asking for a lot, just a little bit of praise
Do it like you would God with a little bit of praise
I've been through a whole lot and I never once cracked
If you show a little love, I'ma get you right back
Let me get mine
Give me my praise

Once upon a time, not a long time ago
I had to be the boss of the show
Didn't care what it cost
I would drag them all through the snow, by the hair on their arms
Guess I was lost
But things do change, just so they'll stay the same
Shit don't work, that's a bathroom break
My feet hit the dirt, and the rats start to shake
Life stays cold, and ain't shit new
I must've brought this on myself
I feel low, but I'll get through
Covered in blue, the world's fucked up without your help
But things been good, I moved out the hood
And then I came back, now how you like that
I'm still up in that yard though, like no tomorrow
And I don't even drink anymore
I'm sorry that I even had to say these things
About the one that brought all those tears
Cause I don't even know that man anymore
But I love him cause he got me here
Man I put this on my pops, and I put it on my moms
And the times from the good old days
They'll tell you that you're nothing
Even when you've done nothing
But work out those old ass ways
I just need a little praise

If you see me in the mall, go on and give me my praise
Cuz I've been through it all gotta give me my praise
I ain't asking for a lot, just a little bit of praise
Do it like you would God with a little bit of praise
I've been through a whole lot and I never once cracked
If you show a little love, I'ma get you right back
Let me get mine
Give me my praise

Give me my praise, I'm amazing
Taste what I'm making, brazen
Got 'em in a craze from the fragrance
Get a whiff
Nice!
Grab a plate with a fork and a knife
My life like a restaurant, five star Michelin
I only said that shit so I could rhyme with Michigan
And even though it ain't significant, it sound good when I say it
So I'm bout to say that shit again
Michigan, are you listening
Nowadays they can't even hear the differences
They just checking for the beat when they pickin' shit
So it don't gotta make sense when you spittin' it
But we still got masters and craftsmen
They ain't really worried about the platinum plaques, it's a passion
They ain't looking at the cameras flashing
There ain't no director yelling out
Action!
It's blue-collar shit
No degrees, no scholarships
No $500 tips
No Fendi, no Gucci, no Prada shit
Aye
Spent a lot of days, workin' trying to find a way
And they ain't givin' no kind of raise
So at the minimum, can I get a little praise

If you see me in the mall, go on and give me my praise
Cuz I've been through it all gotta give me my praise
I ain't asking for a lot, just a little bit of praise
Do it like you would God with a little bit of praise
I've been through a whole lot and I never once cracked
If you show a little love, I'ma get you right back
Let me get mine
Give me my praise