Lyrics Made It Safe - Mission, Aaron Cole

Made It Safe

Walkin' with the man
Finger on the Scripture, yeah
Ain’t worried 'bout the fall
When the uptown with you
I was born in '89
Been a G since '94
Told me, «Spit it with conviction»
Boy, I think I’m Rondo
They say, «This a faith walk»
Watch me do it blindfold
They say, «It's a cake walk»
Nothin' sweet about mine, though
That apartment with the roaches
In the hood where they was hopeless
Man, He told me I was chosen
You can’t knock me off my focus
If I friend you, then you always
Be my dawg, ain’t talkin' Polish
Plain and simple, I am black
So I get nervous 'round the police
Can’t control me, man
They put me in a box, Shane Mosley
Life is done, they want me listen to
My bad like some oldies, hold up
Walkin' with the man
Finger on the Scripture, yeah
Ain’t worried 'bout the fall
When the uptown with you
Got yo' hands in the sky
They go up, down
Started off low
But we up now
Got they hands in the sky
They go up, down
Yeah (there they go, there they go, there they go)
They go up, down
Got they hands in the sky
They go up, down
Yeah (there they go, there they go, there they go)
They go up, down
Look, uh, things done changed, uh
Everybody wantin' they fame, uh
Everybody fakin' they streams
I grind, just not the same range
See, I got knocked up with a gift and I’ve been workin'
So I’m weepin' up the floor in my label
Lot of things that I’ve been grindin' fo'
That I don’t give up now, God’s faithful
Where we from, I find a solution
We don’t be poutin'
Where we from, we stick to our team
We don’t be scoutin'
Crazy how we stuck to the plan
Through all the doubtin', yeah
I paid my dues and now
I’m sittin' on a mountain
God my boss now
All I do is code work
All I smell is wins
Man, I guess that’s why my nose hurt
Yeah, we on the go
I cannot fall, I’ma just flow
I’ma get all, I want a dessert
Go up, down, God with me, you heard?
Walkin' with the man
Finger on the Scripture, yeah
Ain’t worried 'bout the fall
When the uptown with you
Got yo' hands in the sky
They go up, down
Started off low
But we up now
Got they hands in the sky
They go up, down
Yeah (there they go, there they go, there they go)
They go up, down
Got they hands in the sky
They go up, down
Yeah (there they go, there they go, there they go)
They go up, down
Superstition and gettin' lucky
I don’t believe
Divine appointments
Them kind of blessings will do fo' me
I got the job
'Cause He pull the string like a ukule
Mean ukulele, don’t try to play me
My life was crazy
Then Jesus saved me, no love fo' Satan
No ifs or maybes
Was never lazy
The work ethic my uncle gave me
The thump made me
The beat bump, it came from Agee
Be here fo' ages
We rippin' and shreddin' stages, hold on
Yeah, long as I’m here
I’m givin' praises
When we walk in streets of gold
Then them different type of wages
Rather walk the narrow road
Than be turnin' in yo' mazes
Thank You, Lord
We made it home safe
Through all the hardship, through all the pain
Thank You, Lord, we made it safe