Текст песни God Ain't Your Bredrin - Kente Kwame

How many times have I seen pain in my brother's eyes
And prayed to God to get my point across
So many times could have lended a hand
But I was the medicine man pick the dice up and roll a seven

You ever pray for heaven but know that God ain't your bredrin
Deceit Crime and Heartbreak was my M.O
So many broken hearts you'd think that I would learn my lesson but NO
Cynical fellow

We came from
Concrete crack dealings
Got me in my feelings
Sniffing keke through rolled up bible pages
Oh the sacrilege
I was made in his image then explain why I hate my face
Still we strive

I pray my name is in the book life
That has a nice ring to it you'd think it chose a wife
Dark thoughts they creeping in just to fill mind
And in time
I'm even hearing Jesus drank on wine

So lemme pour one
(For the health)
Lemme pour one
(For the wealth)
Lemme pour one
(For myself)
Lemme pour one
(For everything else)

Had a dream and saw Moses he told me God ain't your codie
Almost died when I was eleven defending the brodie
Almost drown at 12 involved in street etiquette but never fully involved

I seen dead bodies bloat up and blow up
I seen brotherhood, grown men open up
I seen gangs, drugs and violence
Life made it so I can't shut my eye lids

My guys selling drugs at the ages of 14
I saw addiction turn friends to fiends

Those times
Getting jumped in K Swiss to rocking the same shit
I'm tryna fit in, so lemme get another hit

This trauma is real
I'm praying to heal
(I'm praying, I'm praying)
That you know how I feel

Loosing faith with all the secrets I've kept
But imma let it out cos even Jesus wept

So lemme pour one
(For the health)
Lemme pour one
(For the wealth)
Lemme pour one
(For myself)
Lemme pour one
(For everything else)