Letra de 175 Months - Dave

Admittance is the key to start the healin' right

But I didn't wanna eat that humble pie, no, I

Father God, forgive me

It's been a couple years, there may be more that I ain't prayed

Even longer I ain't been to church, God, I'm ashamed

Embarrassed of my ways, but still, I'm askin' for Your grace

Feel like I been led astray

By the drinkin' and the spirits I let take me when I ride

And the ladies in the night

Most people, they got demons, I got angels that I fight

Tryna save you from my plight

I pray I make it to the light

South London where we lie

Abdullah died at sixteen, and I still feel that same rage

Cah we all gettin' older and he still the same age

It's his twenty-seventh birthday, in his pic, he's fourteen

Back when we would all dream

There's Stephanie, she lived at fourteen

And he lived at number seventeen, and I was number twelve

When I used to think that if I'd skip church, I go to Hell

So when they ask about grief and how it feels, I know it well

I missed his tenth anniversary in 2024

I know the value of this picture, we ain't gettin' any more

Then I go, and I get angry, God, like, "Why'd you take him for?"

He was just a baby

All these emotions that I'm feelin', it's the strength I pray for

God, for anyone that's with us that can vouch I pray for

Pray that I feel less lonely in this house I prayed for

I pray that

Yeah

With this cross that you bear on me

Can you look after my mum? She probably used her last prayer on me

Can't let the Devil in, there's repentance in the Bible, God, remind my ex of this

Feel like we was meant for this, move mountains and boulders

We at them ages where our parents gettin' older, may they never need a shoulder

I done shit I can't condone, wrote sermons on my own

I'm in church, more worried 'bout the service on my phone

And on Judgement Day, are You gonna write it in my sins?

Cah my nigga, he got cancer, and I'm lyin' to his kids

God, I'm tryin', but it hits me in my heart

I done lost so many niggas that's been with me from the start

Then I pray for quick change and I ain't even try it fast

All I ever did was ask, shattered glass, crucifixes on my chest

Pray to purchase a Patek, for my church, they cut a check

How am I tryna pray for Congo with these diamonds on my neck?

There's a father and there's a son

Pray that I can show him how to love a woman through his mum

Because I never got the chance, and I just want the best

For my three little nieces that I carry on my chest

I'm prayin' for my managers, I'm prayin' for their wives

'Cause God knows that they're the ones that sacrifice their lives

I would've said their names, but God, you know who I mean

I'm prayin' for my brothers, God, protect us on the streets

I had the steak at Carbone and didn't pray before I eat

It's like I call You when I need You, and I don't, we don't speak

Ground rules for my niggas found schools back at Lambeth Town Hall

I helped him pray, but didn't know that it was on my downfall

So when I'm ice cold

When no blood is in my veins, numbers on my days

Will I say I love this life of rain?

I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain

I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain

My mum used to creep in my room and put oil and a cross on my head

Anoint me and probably read a verse like Psalm 23

"The Lord is my shepherd", and maybe Matthew 4

"The word is my weapon tonight"

If I can't pray for peace, then I just pray we win the war

It's been twenty-six years, I don't know what I'm fightin' for

Well, maybe it's a place to fill your everlastin' light

In a world where kids that die get a second chance at life

Christ, I don't know what to say to You

I pray to You, forgive me for the days I had a reason to

And I ain't had faith in You

You did it for the sake of me and how I've forsaken You

I prayed for new shoes and I used them to walk away from You

Made it out with drugs, swapped the pen for the needles

And I just found a different way to poison my people

You could say it's testimony that I'm tellin' them my story

But how we sellin' them the Devil, still givin' God the glory?

Can I pray?

Take care of me

Can I, can I go on top of the drums?

On top of those ones? Oh, what, them?

Yeah, yeah, it's the

Take care of me

Take care of me

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