God's Plan

Westside highway rollin'
God got a plan for me
You already know how we do it comin' out the Two-one-two
Three Ten (?)
(God got a plan for me)
You niggas know the crew
Picture me gettin' by
Rippin' runnin' adolescents remember daddy’s lessons
Daddy left us in the jungle, while we ain’t have his blessings
Bad connections to the force, thought you had protection
If they break up the family why you help the detectives?
Put our own in the struggle, through the blues and the troubles
All we have is the hustle but kept me right in the rumble
Out here diggin' for diamonds, still comin' up with rubble
Shine my light until i find it make you niggas pay me double
Put that god plan on 'em, picture me gettin' by
How the man gon never get rich if he don’t try
Lord (spirits desire?), feel i’m one of the greatest
At times i ain’t know how i would make it
Must be god got a plan for me
I was hard-headed, movin' wild nothin' to lose in my hard minute
Juvenile young and confused on them park benches
Elders tell you turn your hustle into a smart business
You can do it young nigga focus
Runnin' hopeless in the them ghettos that they pumpin' dope in
Stay awoke and out the way nigga unnoticed
Unholy but i’m feelin' like the one chosen
The chop lonely but the god’s got a plan ironic at the apollo
Backstage feeling like rocky when he faced apollo
Exciting to watch whether you like me or hollow
But i ain’t talking i’m living for today like no tomorrow
Time bars experiences, you fear the endin'
Me i’m all in my mirror image nowhere near the limit of winnings
You in the gym with a loser willing to win it
Last year i wasn’t even in attendance
God got a plan for me, picture me gettin' by
How the man gon never get rich if he don’t try
Lord (spirits desire?), feel i’m one of the greatest
At times i ain’t know how i would make it
Must be god got a plan for me
Look at me in my eyes, my enemies lookin' to see me buried alive
Lord give me a sign, show a nigga the way in
I swear i couldn’t tell you how i made it
Must be god got a plan for me
I remember way back, when i was just a youngin'
Had a dollar and a dream, when i hit the ground runnin'
Tryin' to make ends meet all i knew was the hustle
House came down then i made it out the rubble
Pretty soon i was seein' hundreds on hundreds
Finally on the wise now the whole hood love us
Hit em by surprise they can’t get enough of us
Just know the way we do it ain’t a thing now
God’s got a plan for me
Do what i gotta do
God’s got a plan for me
Picture me gettin' by, How the man gon never get rich if he don’t try
Lord (spirits desire?), feel i’m one of the greatest
At times i ain’t know how i would make it
Must be god’s got a plan for me
Look at me in my eyes, my enemies lookin' to see me buried alive
Lord give me a sign, show a nigga the way in
I swear i couldn’t tell you how i made it
Must be god got a plan for me
God got a plan for me
God got a plan for a nigga
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