Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lord Knows , by - Chris Rivers. Release date: 13.07.2017
Song language: English
Lord Knows |
| Can we kick it? |
| Huh |
| I learned to tell the difference between smilin' and just grinnin' |
| Between livin' and existin' |
| You been out here on a mission (what's that?) |
| Single mother 'cause that motherfucker up and left |
| He had a shot and now you miss him (why?) |
| You might turn up and go to a party |
| But you can’t 'cause your kid is still learnin' to potty |
| How unfortunate |
| Father ain’t around like orphanage |
| Ironic 'cause your daddy wasn’t there to teach his daughter shit |
| Same predicament |
| Say the pain is infinite |
| Cry into your own hands 'cause no man is intimate |
| Words of a broken heart |
| Heard scorned and highly jaded |
| Highly faded, broken that faith, rollin' them Bible pages |
| Kinda take it as a lose-lose scenario |
| But your baby’s smilin' and hell, trust me, she really know |
| Went and had a baby from getting around |
| And hail Mary ain’t reaching the clouds |
| How the ghetto ain’t hearing it now |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Went and had a baby from getting around |
| And hail Mary ain’t reaching the clouds |
| How the ghetto ain’t hearing it now |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Plottin' for prostitution |
| Diapers and box of juices |
| That’s what your body’s worth? |
| A new crib won’t stop the nuisance |
| Hope you hang around and show her what this life is |
| Don’t concern yourself with prices 'cause your presence here is priceless |
| My mama had no money, 3 kids |
| No home or drive |
| No cars, all rise |
| All love, no charge |
| COs and exes |
| No bars, no license |
| To make me feel like I’m a star |
| Baby, you just go hard |
| You don’t need no Goyard |
| You just need to go yard |
| Extra miles, extra smiles |
| Extra hearts, extra time |
| Young Simba, no Mufasa |
| But my mama gave me so much extra pride, I’ll never die |
| Feelin' like I missed out just 'cause that nigga missin' |
| Don’t mean so never miscount |
| All she need is one love |
| One heart, one soul |
| All she really need is one mama |
| And the story of a triumph, let it unfold |
| Went and had a baby from getting around |
| And hail Mary ain’t reaching the clouds |
| How the ghetto ain’t hearing it now |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Went and had a baby from getting around |
| And hail Mary ain’t reaching the clouds |
| How the ghetto ain’t hearing it now |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Lord knows what you do for love |
| Highly faded, broken that faith, rollin' them Bible pages |