Kaza Kid - Day and Night

Woo
Yeah
Thank God
From the bottom of my heart
And my tainted soul I say
Thank God
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Coulda been dead this moment
But I'm here
Thank God
From the bottom of my heart
And my tainted soul I say
Thank God
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ye I coulda been dead this moment but im here
How'd I get this far
How is my fruit up to par
Why do the efforts I give
Similar to my neighbours
Propelling me over the stars
Come to a city unknown
Blood getting thicker than snow
Just me and my sibling
We up and we kicking
No matter the season
Get seasonal blessings
We seize em in seconds
I thank God for my momma she would blast for me
Just like em on any brother with they blasphemy
Audacity (Uh)
That's why I try to count to 3
Quick prayer for my enemies
The ones whos plotting with they demons to make war with me
No shade they forget His wing over me
No stash he's the same when I'm buried beneath
Authenticity is what he bleed
Day and Night I pray I'm more like He
Why I say we all are wannabe's
Blessings still on all our destinies
Like damn
Never been a fan of the drama
Only if my face on the cover
Period Imma need me some commas (Oh)
Tryna put a break to the trauma (Skrt)
Live my life like hakuna matata (Lawd)
Thank God
From the bottom of my heart
And my tainted soul I say
Thank God
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Coulda been dead this moment but I'm here
When I wake up in the morning
I thank God for the storms
He settle down when I been snoring
Today ain't always destined for me
Damn damn
Life mix the wound with the salt
All that I do seem at fault
Day and Niiiight
Needing my peace for tomorrow
Praying I wake up tomorrow (Ay)
Day and Niiiight
Scanning the pi of my wall
Replacing the faulty that fall (Yeah)
Day and Niiiight
Not a piece imma need all the pie
Spreading what's bros and what's mine
Day and Niiiight
Thank God bro
Thank God I'm alive today
Thank God I found food today
Thank God I'm surviving
Thank God my family surviving
Thank God my brothers works are aligning
Thank God I ain't left in the street like a worthless skeet
Thank God I'm welcome in his fleet
Thank God I'm more than conquerors
Against venomous conjurers
His countenance's in his maintenance
Day and
Day and
Day and

Written by:
David Adeoti

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