Guvna B

Lyrics

[Intro] Allo Mate Guvna B Daily Duppy Big up Teaser [Verse 1] Yo, this has always been my Daily Duppy Shouts to Buck, I've got this These SmokeyBarz had to link up I'm paying homage To the fact that I'm the one that might just never be accepted But that's never stopped me 'Cause God has got me I deeped it properly When I was younger man I couldn't afford the trainers Now I get Adidas come through the door That's how good God's grace is This racist donny used to give me beats for nothing How things have changed Just got sent a pair of Beats for nothing All by being myself I never compromise Never join a hype We never copied guys Well that's a lie 'cause I can't even pretend Kano is the reason that I picked up a pen 'Cause when I heard that second verse on Ps and Qs, it resonated If only I could write some rhymes that people celebrated Ten years later And I'm here I got loads I got flows I got shows And MOBOs Well just the one But Lord knows I've just begun No doors closed What a saga, this MC cares more about absent fathers than Balenciagas Who's raising our youth? It's mad some of the stuff I hear in the barbers A new era, if the cap fits, guess I'm a starter Everybody's praying, they're saying pray for Pakistan Pray for Paris, pray for Brussels And Syria Pray for Isis Nobody knows they need a saviour until a crisis No surprises, we can't hide it, know who Christ is It's the kid who ain't chasing the fame, don't follow protocol The way I came in the game was countercultural The way I'm blazing the flame I'm paving away for names on estates I'm praying they will never hold a tool Man we really gotta fix things I really think that everyone on Earth is gifted Knees down heads high praying for wisdom 'Cause soon we'll be on our John Legend were getting lifted Lyrical goosebumps on a page, I know that God will make a way It's the fourth quarter, I'm on my Steph Curry, I'm taking aim I've got three-pointers, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit The one, know he delivers The sum of all my lyrics I've always been a rapper, that's quite pensive But these days it's hard 'Cause it's like everything's offensive So we stay tight-lipped and tight gripping on those fences But Jesus didn't die for me to hold my tongue pretending When are these rappers gonna get it Quick to tweet R.I.P, listen to the lyrics And they're quick to chat about arms and beef On Twitter and awards shows they say that they believe in God Got one question, why not try and be like God? Yo, forget R.I.P Let's L.I.P Live in peace 'Low the beef Giving tips 'Low the police, killing kids How do we sit in this? How can we win in this? I don't know, all I know is Save Our Souls Humanity, trust me I know it's hard When you ain't got a salary, struggling with your Marj But we really gotta make the most of every situation You never know when things can change, let's never stop praying Let's never stop aiming Let's never stop hoping Let's never stop holding onto faith in those moments I was the worst of the worst Doing dirt it never worked Man needed to turn it around, you can too it's not just a verse It's that black youth Gap tooth Grime and I rap too Christian boy might still wanna clash dude Not stereotype me fam are you sick You can't put God in the box, you take the mick Wifey told me never give up, that's good advice Plus she's a spice, copped a ring, let's live our lives When I pray I'll be looking to the sky We all wanna go to heaven but nobody wants to die Nobody wants to die, but kids are still killing kids Not saying that we've all gotta get along but I know for a fact we can live better Do better Be better It's Guvna B, Secret World out now Shouts to Postey, GRM Daily, Daily Duppy, dunknow