These days by Tyric Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Thank you God
For what I’m given
I’ve been stressed
These days who isn’t?
Will I make it to the kingdom?
I’m asking you, cause it’s your decision
Should I act a savage; hit and leave
See the baddest, that could be me
Take advantage that’s a TV
When I hear these niggas, seeing how they say it, it’s not making sense like Tele Mondo
Man this shit is crucibles, the girls are faking man it make me feel… I gotta move though
Put the feathers on my skin though

(Verse 2)
Feel I talk too much about the juice though
Never forgetting to put propellers and peddle up on my craft and my pillars
And my foundation appealing
I wanna get in the Genus
I wanna give em the realest;
I’m talking best of best shit
Gots to get em
I confess I don’t dress, but I got to slay em
Got the cross on my head, man I still be praying
Mick got his water, me I got my soul
Hope I keep my morals in this world so cold
Talk to God in prayers, hope he hears my code
I don’t play the trumpet, yea I never boast
Oh man the day is coming, will he save my soul
Oh gosh!