Shorty-G - My Turn

Can I be your song tonight
Oh Heavenly Father
Felt my soul it's like the day we met
I don't wanna leave your side
No
Have me by your side for days on end
I hope you still love me
I hope you still need me
A million years from now
The seasons are changing
The night times are fading
These times have come I'm numb
Flee with me eternally
Sail across the lights amongst da skies
I'll be with you eternally
Glide up off your love
It keeps me high
It keeps me high
Mama I'm just trying to make you proud
Just hope your proud of me
Your love just keeps me high
It keeps me high
High
Your love it keeps me high
Grew up in a single home
Ran in out of juvy
Boyz in da hood
I swear my life was a movie
Go in on a Friday
Then popin out on a Tuesday
A resident in that mutha fucka
Might as well have just moved me
My Mama can't handle me
Running away from dem ass whooping's
Really deserved it
Kept my stash in da couch cushions
Really went wild when she discovered dem gauge bullets
Mama knew then her baby boy was a cold bully
They say I won't be shit
And I act like a donkey
Shipped to granny's on Mondays
Bunk me up with a junkie
Lost respect for my uncle then
He was selling da furniture
I wish I could have him back
Man crack is a monster
Never put nothing in my veins
Never played with my nose
Don't need no pill to slide
Don't pop no perks on da road
I ain't never had shit
My nigga had to go out and get it
It's da same with dis rap shit
Had to silence these critics
I get it in
Can I be your song tonight
Oh Heavenly Father
Felt my soul it's like the day we met
I don't wanna leave your side
No
Have me by your side for days on end
I hope you still love me
I hope you still need me
A million years from now
The seasons are changing
The night times are fading
These times have come I'm numb
Lord It was you held me down in da trenches against my ops
Several times I was caught slipping
But I was able to duck them shots
I know it was you
My Mama prayers has me spared
Without them know that I be dead
213s went past my head without a scratch
So fortunate
It was you that duck that robbery it wasn't me
What about dat time we got pulled over with a quarter key
They called the dogs off
We all squad up to a fucking T
No more cell blocks we having courts right here in the fuckin streets
I'm in the field it's Justin
I'm on da track it's bus'n
Swim in da drip it's custom
WEaE got the price let's cut it
Smack on dem peaches it's custard
She bout to witness da thunder
Dive in like I'm super man
I'm bout to pipe up the stomach
Cuddy be getting dat shit from the low so I let it go for nothin
Blowing on so much Ali you might as well call me Muhammed
Bout to take off like a comet
Read what you said in da comments
For all you hatas that didn't believe
You humbly and quickly acknowledge
WeAE the movement
Can I be your song tonight
Oh Heavenly Father
Felt my soul it's like the day we met
I don't wanna leave your side
No
Have me by your side for days on end
I hope you still love me
I hope you still need me
A million years from now
The seasons are changing
The night times are fading
These times have come I'm numb
Flee with me eternally
Sail across the lights amongst da skies
I'll be with you eternally
Glide up off your love
It keeps me high
It keeps me high
We stay working
Just hope your proud of me
Your love just keeps me high
It keeps me high
High
Shorty G
WeAE the movement
Ya'll know the vibes
Up there stuck

Written by:
Marvin Johnson

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