Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let God, artist - Chaz French. Album song These Things Take Time, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 368
Song language: English
Let God |
In the heat of the moment you can get lost in it all |
When you slipping it’s about how you bounce back from the fall |
When I had nothing left to give, that’s when I gave my all |
Kept my enemies closer, loved my fam from a far |
I been more focused than ever nigga devoting my time |
So many emotions involved with it, it’s been blowing my mind |
All this show money been stacking, more reassurance from mom |
She finally get it that we got it it’s a thousand miles an hour |
Still got people wondering why the fuck we still ain’t on |
Still got a thing for you know who, I promise it’s been too long |
But when it’s right and it make sense it’s difficult to move on |
See that’s just life either live with or man up and deal with it |
But listen here boy I got that shit, this ain’t flick ya wrist |
This that I really can feel it ah yeah that nigga can spit |
This that why I feel like I know him man why this shit so real |
This that later down the line you can listen and shed a tear |
This that why the fuck it ain’t no Grammy yet all in a year |
But we got time, today we got time I got some to spare |
See I been praying, giving thanks and honor to the man upstairs |
I don’t know why he keep blessing me but all this been surreal |
Girl I know now I know better, I know my worth and they see it |
Like no matter the circumstances everything has its reasons |
The hard part is figuring out exactly why these things happen |
But will we ever know, I guess we’ll never know guess that’s just how it go |
Sometimes you got to let go, and let God |
Sometimes you got to let go, and let God move |
This is the heart of a winner who’s lost his way to the finish line |
Soul of a sinner who’s lost his way to the end of time |
Mind of a menace like fuck it dog you gon give me mine |
I’m looking at life through these open blinds, and can’t be blind to the potent |
lines of |
White that I see, everyday lies that I breath all of this liquor my liver |
received could be |
The Reason for a nigga deceased so I say forget it, if the things that I see |
can alter beliefs |
The things that I do can alter the truth and the ones that I love I can easily |
lose |
I see beef and I see violence I hear cries and I hear sirens |
I see love with no compromises |
I see feelings but I hear silence |
Gotta, speak what you feel, and feel what you believe |
Got to believe in what you believe, and when you can’t believe, believe |
It’s a war outside and I’m fighting hard, no stable home, no stable job |
No welfare no credit cards, just a little bit of debit that a barley charge |
A cent too, broke as hell but even when you rich you broke as hell |
Til your hearts at peace, and glory prevails |
But until that day you just gotta let go and let God |
Sometimes you got to let go, and let God |
Sometimes you got to let go, and let God move |