Lord Knows

I’m gettin’ lost in the weed, man, gettin’ high /Livin’ every day, like I’m gon’ die / I smoke a blunt to take the pain out / And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
Damn!
Another funeral
Another motherfuckin funeral

Lord knows (x3)

I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
I’m hopeless
They should’ve killed me as a baby
And now they got me trapped in the storm, I’m goin’ crazy
Forgive me
They wanna see me in my casket
And if I don’t blast I’ll be the victim of them bastards
I’m losin’ hope, they got me stressin’, can the Lord forgive me
Got the spirit of a thug in me
Another sip of that drink, this Hennessey got me queasy
Don’t wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy
Picture your dreams on a triple beam, and it seems
Don’t underestimate the power of a fiend
To my homies on the block
Slangin’ rocks with your Glocks put this tape in your box
When you’re runnin from the cops
And never look back
If they could be black, then they would switch
Open fire on them busta-ass bitches, and Lord knows

[Hook] (x3)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows

I wonder if the Lord will forgive me or bury me a G
I couldn’t let my adversaries worry me
And every single day it’s a test
Wear a bulletproof vest
And still a nigga stressin’ over death
If I could choose when a nigga die, figure I’d
Take a puff on the blunt, and let my trigga fly
When everyday it’s another death, with every breath
It’s a constant threat, so watch yo’ step
You could be next if you want to; who do you run to?
Murderin’ niggas, look what it’s come to
My memories bring me misery, and life is hard
In the ghetto, it’s insanity
I can’t breathe
Got me thinking, what do Hell got?
Cause I done suffered so much, I’m feelin’ shell-shocked
And driveby’s an everyday thang
I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin’ game
And Lord knows

[Hook]

One-time! One-time!

Fuck the 5-0 cause they after me
Kill me if they could, I’ll never let ’em capture me
Done lost too many niggas to this gangbangin’
Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin’, fucked up!
I had to tell him it was alright, and that’s a lie
And he knew it when he shook and died, my God
Even though I know I’m wrong man
Hennesey make a nigga think he strong, man
I can’t sleep, so I stay up, don’t wanna fuck them bitches
Try to calm me down, I ain’t givin’ up
I’m gettin’ lost in the weed, man, gettin’ high
Livin’ every day, like I’m gon’ die (gon’ die, gon’ die)
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
Lord knows

[Hook] (repeat until end)