Beltway Zay - Be Safe (Remastered)

Fuck it ima say it man religion got so fake to me
Relationship with God my Father building up a place for me
Know I'm not a Christian rapper still be rapping gracefully
Know I'm still a sinner so I'm hoping that's it's space for me
Back in high school lowkey I was hoping he was taking me
Thought about my people cryin, struggling waking me
Then again I'd never get to see the man he's making me
Then again I'd never get to eat the bread he's baking me
Momma taught me how to stack it, showed me how to bank for me
She made sure that I ain't struggle God I say that thankfully
I ain't know the route this was the road that he was taking me
Now I'm Trying not to let this paper get away from me
Mom it's getting kinda cold was hoping you could pray for me
Can you maybe come a couple days and can you stay wit me
If you can't then Ima understand and that's okay wit me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for youuuuu
First ima shoutout to my pops cause he still wit it
I Started rappin cause my pops my and I'm still spittin
And now we headed to the top on a mil mission
From the H stayed up out the mix but I'm still tippin
I know you go through you lot but you still kickin
And If wanna touch the guap, gotta deal wit it
He told life bigger than guap, Have a kid nigga
And then when you get the guap its for yo kids nigga
You do that gangsta shit a lot then I can't chill wit ya
Cause everybody on they block wit they real niggas
I can't be serving in the spot making real figures
When everybody sending shots pullin real triggers
Plus I can't sit down in that pot to be real wit ya
Hard for a hustler got so much on my mind
Tryna stack a mili and do it fore' 25
I gotta write what's on my mind so I don't speak it
Running up these hunnid' dimes is what I'm seein
You wanna fight me get in line, right behind behind my demons
My Heart been broke so many times that is barely beating
Like a fat nigga when I'm full I keep eating
I ain't know the route this was the road that he was taking me
Now I'm Trying not to let this paper get away from me
Mom it's getting kinda cold was hoping you could pray for me
Can you maybe come a couple days and can you stay wit me
If you can't then Ima understand and that's okay wit me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me
Promise I'll be safe for you so promise you'll be safe for me

Written by:
Isaiah Douglas

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