Vic Mensa

Sunday Evening Reprise
All my life, I Dreamt of bein' free All my life, I Been lookin' for me To love Real niggas ain't perfect It's your world, nigga, stay searchin' Fuck, chasin' after these hoes, my young nigga, chase your purpose Stack your money, meet your goals, my young nigga, gotta stay workin' Fuck, chasin' after these hoes, my young nigga, chase your purpose Today, I got the news we got Julius Jones off Death Row Yesterday, I gave it up to God and let go I give you a reason for believin', I can whip a mustard seed into freedom like a Pyrex cook dope Standin' at the stove, uh Yestеrday my nigga, Kram, passed away, it's likely it was of an overdosе If he ain't make it up to Heaven yet, I know he close I picked my pen out of my pain and then I wrote About hope, how it burns like a candle in the night Shinin' light when you're feelin' like you'll never win the fight And the devil got the dice And he lookin' at you yellin', "Jackpot, jackpot", tryna gamble with your life Know your worth, my nigga, can't forget your price Who could imagine? Julius happened to find me online All off a letter he signed, "Theme Music by Vic Mensa" SongtexteAnd then I did Shelter And nine months later, he wasn't killed I say, "Free 'em all", I don't see Heaven, Hell I only put faith in God, I know my blessings are real I recognize Satan's fraud, I don't believe man was born flawed I don't believe in good or bad or right or wrong But I do believe in me All praises due to Allah All my life, I Dreamt of bein' free All my life, I Been lookin' for me To love, love Aus Songtexte Mania