[Intro]
Wrote this while the city was asleep
Youngsta
I said wrote this while the city was asleep
[Verse 1]
As I travel down this endless road
Allah protect my soul
Cause all that glitters on niggas necklaces isn't gold
A rose from a concrete grows and then it blossoms
My stepmother lost it when my father was in his coffin
Before he died he told us to take care of em
Me and my brother stop by whenever we in the area
Times is getting scarier it’s harder to live
Humans don't pardon each other so I hope that God will forgive
For all my sins, but some of what I did is unforgivable
It's pitiful just being alive is a miracle
The love for what I do is unconditional it’s visible
You hear it in my digital, watch it in my interviews
I lost a lot but gotta be grateful what I didn't lose
Tryna feed the poor with little money or bitter fool
The goverment ain't feeding them, fuck being political
So think about when you die how the world is gonna remember you
[Chorus]
I wrote this while the city was asleep
I wrote this while you was catching them Z's
I wrote this while the city was asleep
I wrote this while you was catching them Z's
I tell em sleep is for the rich, sleep is for the rich
I tell em sleep is for the rich, sleep is for the rich
Wrote this while the city was asleep
Youngsta
I said wrote this while the city was asleep
[Verse 1]
As I travel down this endless road
Allah protect my soul
Cause all that glitters on niggas necklaces isn't gold
A rose from a concrete grows and then it blossoms
My stepmother lost it when my father was in his coffin
Before he died he told us to take care of em
Me and my brother stop by whenever we in the area
Times is getting scarier it’s harder to live
Humans don't pardon each other so I hope that God will forgive
For all my sins, but some of what I did is unforgivable
It's pitiful just being alive is a miracle
The love for what I do is unconditional it’s visible
You hear it in my digital, watch it in my interviews
I lost a lot but gotta be grateful what I didn't lose
Tryna feed the poor with little money or bitter fool
The goverment ain't feeding them, fuck being political
So think about when you die how the world is gonna remember you
[Chorus]
I wrote this while the city was asleep
I wrote this while you was catching them Z's
I wrote this while the city was asleep
I wrote this while you was catching them Z's
I tell em sleep is for the rich, sleep is for the rich
I tell em sleep is for the rich, sleep is for the rich
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