"Alright" lyrics
Trae, Lecrae & Baby Truth Lyrics
"Alright"
I'm feelin' kind of low
You never know which way it go
Can't focus, life was movin' slow
I gotta pray to God that I can grow
I don't even know a way to get ahead, I can't take it
Devil on my back, I can't shake it
Yeah, I'm under pressure, can't break it
Love I got for You, I can't fake it
I know my head was down, I gotta sit up
Even though I was fallin', I'ma get up
And I know when I'm callin', You'll pick up
Dedicated to You, I can't switch up
The devil runnin', I don't know what to do
Never make it if it wasn't for You
I was searchin', but it wasn't a clue
Lookin' past it like it wasn't a view
I know
I know
I know
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I know
I know
My partner fightin' for his mama
I pray You give him strength
Deep inside, his spirit was bent
Look, Lord, just let me vent
I know he needs You, plus I do too
I swear this pain I'm not new to
My only hope is You come through
I ask You to guide me
I know the devil wanna hide me
Them people went and really tried me
When I see him, it remind me
That loyalty'll really blind me
Either way, I still forgive him
I gotta keep it movin'
They told me be careful for what I'm choosin'
I guess they mad 'cause they steady losin'
I know
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We need power
Power's all that we need in these last hours
And I been tryna keep my head up high
I been tryna keep my eyes on God
Hold out my plate, You linin' hard
People just see how high we get
They don't never see how hard we fall
We need You
I know
I know
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