Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Ready , by - Bodega Bamz. Release date: 13.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Ready |
| I’m ready to meet him |
| Ready to meet him |
| This that, «Put your hands together» |
| «Get on both knees and look up at the sky» type shit |
| Ready to meet him |
| Too much niggas dead, too much niggas dead now |
| Big dogs left the pups, only getting fed now |
| Watching for the feds now |
| Belly full, chow down, fried rice, Kung Pao |
| Point the steel, let the shot lift ya |
| I could steal like a shop lifter, I’m that nigga for real |
| Took a trip down memory lane, I got a story to tell |
| It hasn’t changed, I’m ready to meet him |
| Just want y’all to relate to me |
| Tomorrow night, nigga, I’m free |
| I ain’t got shit to do tomorrow night |
| You know what I’m saying? |
| Let’s chop it up and let’s smoke that good this one time, shit like that |
| Smoking, whatever — whatever, you know what I’m saying? |
| But we in this shit and shit’s shit |
| You know what, you know what’s crazy? |
| Let me tell you something crazy |
| What’s up God, how you been? |
| I’m fine, I got a few thoughts |
| Racing in my mind and I’m tryin' to find the answers, been good |
| All things considered, my son is healthy, he getting bigger |
| So where’s the fear coming from? |
| It’s the enemy, you |
| That make me worried, overthinking my struggles, it’s you |
| And getting nervous, always feeling in trouble, it’s you |
| Who would destroy everything in his path |
| Oh my God, my God told me hold his head |
| This goes for the critics who try to judge without knowing my heart |
| Where you was at when I was hungry, where you been from the start? |
| When I needed someone to help, they all looked at me buggin' |
| Became a studio rap when everybody was clubbin' |
| I prayed, I had faith, had to follow my dreams |
| And wash the face from before, tryin' to come on the scene |
| On they knees, now you tripping down memory lane |
| I took the losses by myself, every moment of pain |
| I ain’t preachin', I’m just speakin', I’m a spiritual brother |
| Before I ever had a family, I started off with my mother |
| Before I ever had a fan, I started off with my brother |
| Before the radio, videos, magazine covers, my nigga |
| Take a breath, take a step into mines |
| I’m only human, I ain’t perfect, but I die before tryin' |
| I lace my boots up, ready for war, my best ability’s |
| To be a role model, became a responsibility |
| The zero with the four eyes, poor guy, once was |
| Stay connected through the Heavens, past the stars above |
| I used to be afraid, now I’m brave enough |
| To talk about my maker and his love |
| I’m ready to meet him, so ready to see him, world so cold |
| I ain’t complainin', I’m sayin' my heart’s so froze |
| Hope you feel every word that I speak |
| I went to church as a youngin, now rapping is how I preach |
| God bless |
| Take this time out |
| Rest in peace to everybody been lost |
| And every word that I spit |
| May you feel it |
| May it uplift you |
| Tanboys |
| You looking good Playboy |
| I’m happy, I’m blessed |
| We all 'bout to make bread |
| We all 'bout to make some money |
| I can’t wait to executive produce this project |
| Alright, say no more |
| I’ll hit you tomorrow |
| Alright bro, be cool baby |
| Already, be safe |
| Yeah |