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Lyrify.me

Trials and Tribulations by Primere Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Verse 1: Gio.B]
If I was ten, I wouldn't see me rapping
Even back last year, I wouldn't think it'd happen
This came out the sky, and I'll tell you why
I had no one to talk to, I'd sit and sigh
Cry out emotions, friends were nowhere to be found
Thought the only way I'd talk was through pleasant sounds
Now I'm rapping for the fans, and those who can't be heard
We all need to speak, but can't express ourselves in words
That's what I'm here for, I know I'll tell your story
And it'll make you feel like you and I are closest homies
Over the months, I've learned to love my fans for than me
I don't want to sell my songs because support is free
Y'all gave me the chance (thanks), y'all gave me the listen (thanks)
Y'all gave me the likes (thanks), y'all gave me the mission
To make you smile, and to make your day
I'ma speak for you, say the things you can not say

[Chorus: Gio.B] (2x)
Where will I be in the next five years?
I'ma be real, I'ma show my tears, my fears
In my songs. Tell you my stories
All the trials and tribulations, and my glories
[Verse 2: Gio.B]
I want to change the world, but I got to start with me
The power of one, see the visions I see
Of a better earth. Are my words worth the time?
See myself as a prophet, was my birth Devine?
I can't stress it enough, we're the root of all evil
Y'all blame it on material, I blame it on the people
Let's love one another, positivity is needed
I see so much hate in this world, I can't believe this
Nonsense. Stop this, we're all siblings
But I still hear the news talking about killings
Got damn. I want to change that
I want to speak to your soul, get to the bottom where the pain's at
Destroy it. I wish I could pass the happiness I hold
But instead I watch the madness on this earth unfold
Am I a failure, or are you a sinner?
Nothing's perfect, but I'm tryna paint a perfect picture

[Chorus: Gio.B] (2x)
Where will I be in the next five years?
I'ma be real, I'ma show my tears, my fears
In my songs. Tell you my stories
All the trials and tribulations, and my glories

[Verse 3: Merk]
My situation is immigration ready to call
To have their ass deport me, and watch my future fall
All my life I had to brawl, punch, kick, and crawl
So I do this for the people like me that seen it all
I do it for minorities, no matter what the color
I'm here working two jobs to help my mother
To raise my brother. Truly so he makes it out the gutter
'cause if I can't help myself, I can help another
And sorry if I don't make it out this place
I'm just tryna help unite our people, fuck a race. Fuck your taste
I get judged and looked in every place
See my brother lower his head like he was a disgrace
And I hate that shit. I just want to leave it all
I want to put food on the table, not see my momma fall
Tell me what you know about evictions every Fall
No uncles or cousin ever call, so I write this shit to tell them
Fuck them all
And fuck the system
Fuck my dad for leaving and taking my older sister
I write this so I don't commit something raw
I write this so the people know I've lived it all
(Merk, bitch.)