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letra de k/no/w god - young fly sincere

[intro]
yea, yea, ayeeeee, ayeee, aye
yea, uhh, ayeeeee, ayeee, aye, aye
hey! hey! hey! hey!

[chorus]
i done came so far
the trip got me losing my faith but i know god
but lately i’ve been feeling so lost
like i’m trapped in a prison with no bars
i’ve got no other choice but to go hard
but you won’t care till its in your yard
or till n-gg-s pull up to your job
might make you feel like you know god

and i done came so far
the trip got me losing my faith but i know god
but lately i’ve been feeling so lost
like i’m trapped in a prison with no bars
ive got no other choice but go hard
but you won’t care till its in your yard
or till n-gg-s pull up to your job
might make you feel like there’s no god, (aye)

[verse 1]
if you scared go to church
cuz flatbush ave can be very scary
sh-t real keep a 9 near me if you get booked silent library
i run the block like a young perry
colder than a fridge out in february
now i’m blackin’ on em like its february
till i’m temporarily in a cemetery
side effects of being legendary
like i’m still alive like i was never buried
but cops k!llin’ n-gg- like its nothing
we hashtag it pour a little henny
paraphernalia in the v
paranoia while i’m driving
to paraphrase got a pair of pistols
i got police praying that they find it
the cost of living got us dying
at funerals like -ssignments
still listening out for the sirens
cuz we don’t know broke and polite sh-t
we just know money and violence
we low life’s we don’t know laws
we dodging the rico like oh lord
now i think i hear clicks on the phone calls, and…

[chorus]
and i done came so far
the trip got me losing my faith but i know god
but lately i’ve been feeling so lost
like i’m trapped in a prison with no bars
i’ve got no other choice but to go hard
but you won’t care till its in your yard
or till n-gg-s pull up to your job
might make you feel like you know god

and i done came so far
the trip got me losing my faith but i know god
but lately i’ve been feeling so lost
like i’m trapped in a prison with no bars
ive got no other choice but to go hard
but you won’t care till its in your yard
or till n-gg-s pull up to your job
might make you feel like there’s no god, (ayeee-)

[verse 2]
man shut the fucc up
i don’t giving a flying f-ck
or a landing f-ck
or a re-routed f-ck if i can hear you talk the weed ain’t loud enough
i turn the volume up
turner with the slap
tina in the limo
murder in the back
if we take it there it’s never coming back
never never land i’m flying through the trap
never ever lonely probably with the strap
new beretta or the tommy automat
yeah i’m on a flight
homi on the ave
when it simmers down i’ll probably come right back
n-gg-s hatin’ when versace’s on your back
asian mami sippin’ saki on my lap
f-ck around and catch a body on my back
i got connects i make that call the sh-t’ll happen like aye
this here ain’t nothing to glorify
i feel like it all comes into fruition
i feel like if i’m losing my religion
cuz all i ever knew was bad decisions
and all my n-gg-s know is the kitchen
from whipping the white till the blow hard, or from movin’ a brick in the goyard, or to pull out the pistol and blow y’all, and

and i done came so far
the trip got me losing my faith but i know god
but lately i’ve been feeling so lost
like i’m trapped in a prison with no bars
ive got no other choice but go hard
but you won’t care till its in your yard
or till n-gg-s pull up at yo job
just might make you feel like there’s no god, (ayeee-)

[outro]
ayeeeee, ayeee, aye
aye, aye, ayeeeee, ayeee, aye
hey! hey! hey! hey!
it’s hard not to lose my faith like everyday
these demons they come for me when i feel low
they tell me that everything will be ok
but lately i’m feeling like if i don’t know
if you knew what i knew you’d be mortified
these pictures i paint come straight from my soul
they keep asking me questions like if i know
it might make you feel like theres no…

- young fly sincere

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