Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hang On, artist - Lecrae. Album song Church Clothes 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.11.2013
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Hang On |
I have a collect call from |
Kendrick |
At County detention facility |
If you would like to accept this call |
Please press 4 |
Look I don’t know what Cornel West know |
I’m tryin my best though |
And I don’t know what all you went to |
But look at everything we been through |
Man, we got high together |
Went to the mall, got fly together |
Police came through tryna ask us questions |
Me and you sat there and lied together |
Tryna keep in touch, it got hard |
Had a couple kids, and found God |
Probably heard I went off to school |
But never knew I was snortin that raw |
Well I’m past that but not perfect |
I know it feel like it ain’t worth it |
But you love dog and that’s real talk |
Don’t nobody wanna put you in the dirt man |
I know it’s hard out here to get work |
Got 2 strikes and feel worthless |
But you was made for more than that drink and smoking |
Tryna ask the streets for your purpose |
You got your family here hurtin' |
My partnas callin' me, worried |
And me and yo daddy did the same thing |
Both left us out here struggling |
Heard they locked you up so I came through |
Forget what you did and what you ain’t do |
It’s times like this we pray through |
Gotta run to the God that made you |
Gotta hang on, hold strong |
Trust in The Truth to bring you home |
I ain’t tryna sit here and preach to you |
I’m tryna be the one you can lean on |
Whassup with it kinfolk? |
Tryin' to take it one day at a time |
So, whassup with the case tho? |
They tryin' to hit me with that mandatory minimum, man |
Gotta fight that charge |
Talk with the homie through a glass wall |
Letters gettin' past off |
Told me he was about to head to trial |
Pray to God he don’t get cast off |
Head to the sky cause I need some hope |
Kinfolk just got caught with dope |
Partner just called said his baby sick |
And this might be the end of my rope |
Man it’s hard out here and I’m hurtin |
Don’t need no choir girl flirtin |
Don’t need no pastor tryna touch on kids |
Telling me what I can’t wear to church and |
No fake cryin, a preacher lyin |
Sayin God don’t love me if I don’t tithe |
I need real Him in a real season |
I need real faith in a real Jesus |
I’m hanging on by a thread though |
Crazy thoughts in my head, bro |
Told my grandma to pray for me |
Before I end up dead or on death row |
Only few of my friends know |
What I got to pretend for |
Free fallin, tryna hang on it |
Anything I can get my hands on |
Hang on |
Hello |
Hey Grandma. |
It’s me |
Hey baby! |
Hey, I need you to pray for me. |
I’m just going through some things right now |
Well, what’s going on? |
Well, you know, just everything. |
Family, money, just life in general. |
It’s crazy |
Well, let me tell you what the good Lord say, He said don’t be anxious about |
yo' life. |
What you gon' eat or what you gon' drink or about yo' body. |
See, life is more than food, and the body is more than for clothing. |
Birds in the sky, they don’t sow, they don’t reap, but yo' heavenly Father |
feeds ya'. |
So, He say just seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, |
and all these things will be added to ya'. |
See, life ain’t for you to control, |
carry all the burdens. |
That’s why ya' give ya' life to Him. |
Hang on |