Why does love [?] things seem right
I don't think I do wrong
Until I see tears fall from my eyes
Sometimes I think I'm too strong
But I love it
I feel God making a man out of me
And I love it yo
I promise I love it
Even though sometimes I swear I hate that shit
Man, I love it yo
Yeah, I love it yo

I see half of them watching
Half of them jocking
All of them solid
Going off it's no option
Yeah, let's get it poppin'
Crisco on Independence Day with a shotgun
Tell em we got one
Welcome to April where if a Nigga leaves it's still sweeter than Napo [?]
That's everyday though
Tell them it's case closed
Government wanted me in jail since a day old

But I love it, yeah
I feel God making a man out of me
And, I love it yo
Yeah, I love it yo
I promise I love it
Even though sometimes I swear I hate that shit
Man, I love it yo
Yeah, I love it yo
Yeah

It's been a real rough 365
Threw out all the bullshit, I'm thankful I'm alive
Beating all my demons
They been poking at my pride
Chew em up and spit them out
They seem to struggle with my stride
I'm telling them that I'm dope
They saying it's bad for me
Nigga you lose your mother to crack then get back to me
Some souls would say that shit is sad
But actually
All she did was level up accepting it happily
Death is just as beautiful as birth
Blessings only matter if you cursed
You only get stronger if you hurt
Learned that from a girl who lost her son
She said she would have offed herself
But she lost her gun
Everything happens for a reason bruh
People changes with the seasons bruh
That's why I don't trip when they leaving bruh
I just lost my best friend ya'll can really have all of this
I just want the respect and the check
I moved back to my birthplace
Figured I'd find something there and I did
I found me as a kid
Riding my bike through my neighborhood
Like this where I live
Nigga nostalgia
Maybe I'm wildin'
Springtime in San Francisco
Stacked chips just like Nabisco
Haters won't miss you
It go down, yeah
Heh heh

And I love it
I feel God making a man out of me
And I love it yo
Yeah, I love it yo
I promise I love it
Even though sometimes I swear I hate that shit
Man, I love it yo
Yeah, I love it yo
Yeah

Stay with me for God's sake
I cannot bear to be left alone
Oh Lord Help Me
Oh God what have I done to suffer so much
What will become of me hereafter
I would give worlds if I had them
That the Age of Reason had never been published
Oh Lord Help me
Christ Help me
No don't leave, Stay with me
Send a child to stay with me
For I am on the edge of hell here alone
If ever the Devil had an agent, I have been that one