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Trae Tha Truth Presents: Tha Rejectz (2024)
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Tha Rejectz
Tha Rejectz
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Trae tha Truth
Trae tha Truth
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Cal Wayne
Cal Wayne
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Jackboy Dee
Jackboy Dee
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Frazier Othel Thompson III
Frazier Othel Thompson III
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Cal Wayne Killa
Cal Wayne Killa
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Jermaine Devon Smith
Jermaine Devon Smith
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Kedric Jones
Kedric Jones
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Ramish Damone Johnson
Ramish Damone Johnson
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Everybody telling me that time is the essence
Hard to be distracted, I've been focused On blessin'
Strengthened up my chin from days of learning my lessons
Took it how they sent it, no exam but I'm testing
Laughing at my pain, I guess they feel like it's humor
God don't make mistakes, nothing never comes sooner
I do it for my dogs like they fresh out the groomer
Know this shit be kinda different when you come from the sewer
Oh I got down upon my knees to pray
I don't know what I need to say
Sometimes it's hard to keep the faith
But I know God don't make mistakes
Don't wanna go in panic mode, something gotta shake
They tell me keep my head up, everything will be okay
A blessing with my name on it, why I got away?
I feel tomorrow is too late
The problem is they starving me while everybody ate
And everything be bothering me like everybody fake
Look like the whole neighborhood covered in yellow tape
And they waiting to see me break
Hey, it's what he made for What he traded getting good grades for
Total opposite of the shit granny had prayed for
And over time it's like my mind start saying it
Wasn't the way I was playing, just the **** I was playing for
Put them on my back like the problems on
It ain't weigh enough Long road and the pavement rough
But ask me if I gave a fuck shot, I shoulda just laid it up
Got so caught up on if I played enough I played too much
Forgot what I was playing for
Huh, and bless the streets give us the definition
Cause most these chances that we taking now is repetitions
Pay attention, time of the essence really makes a difference
Cause time could be the greatest memories or could be a sentence
And I keep asking for forgiveness when I make decisions
And though God may understand, I know he see it different
Yeah, but time still ticking
But not enough to where a **** can fix it I'm tripping
Everybody telling me that time is the essence
Hard to be distracted, I've been focused On blessin'
Strengthened up my chin from days of learning my lessons
Took it how they sent it, no exam but I'm testing
Laughing at my pain, I guess they feel like it's humor
God don't make mistakes, nothing never comes sooner
I do it for my dogs like they fresh out the groomer
Know this shit be kinda different when you come from the sewer
Oh I got down upon my knees to pray
I don't know what I need to say
Sometimes it's hard to keep the faith
But I know God don't make mistakes
Pray for patience in the black on black hatred
You still crack the black folks to fed my babies
And I hate it, hard pill to swallow for I ate it
Had to break it, see a opp with a baby and lady
Let that **** make it
God forgiven for my sins and the gangsta shit I did
Still stand inside the room selling dope in front my kids
Gave my heart to the streets, the streets ripped my shit apart
Still love my hood with the bottom of my heart
They tell me patience is a virtue
But I done seen time pass, people buy that ain't
Worth it At night I hear demons talk to me
Can't go to sleep, Jesus, can you walk with me?
Heart cold, cold hearted I can't feel a thing
Red run the concrete bleed
I'm forever scarred, bless my karma, please
I pray to the sky, just hope he hear me
Back stabs and betrayal took a toll on me
Oh I got down upon my knees to pray
I don't know what I need to say
Sometimes it's hard to keep the faith
But I know God don't make mistakes
Don't wanna go in panic mode, something gotta shake
They tell me keep my head up, everything will be okay
A blessing with my name on it, why I got away?
I feel tomorrow is too late
The problem is they starving me while everybody ate
And everything be bothering me like everybody fake
Look like the whole neighborhood covered in yellow tape
And they waiting to see me break
Written by: Cal Wayne Killa, Frazier Othel Thompson III, Jackboy Dee, Jermaine Devon Smith, Kedric Jones, Ramish Damone Johnson

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