Waiting On God lyrics

Artist  : Fiend 
Song : Waiting On God



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														   (*talking*)

K, we ain't
got one reason for everything, you know I'm
saying

This right here, is for all my
survivors, all of em you know I'm saying

Grow to the way, you know I'm saying

All
our soldiers world wide, you know I'm saying

Midwest, Northwest, East, West whatever,
South

To all our thugs, you know I'm
saying, all the way to United States

New
York, I-I gotta get this off my chest one way or
another

Go on, speak to em



[Fiend]

Hate made the child and spoke
up, would evolve a ton

And assisted the
murder rate, when that revolver run

It's
hard to run, when you don't know what you running
from

Yeah I own a gun, but that don't mean I
can't be the one

To catch ya names, five
shot cause he or she was shameless

Leaving
me and my people, arm's brainless

Painless
as it seem for me, if I was to go now

Tell
me who gon fiend for me, dream of me

Speak
be having a team for me, survivor nigga

And
tell him what it mean to me, my er'thang

I
wanna end, what the devil bring

And make it
to hear, the angels up in heaven sing, until
then



[Hook - 2x]

I'm just
sitting here, waiting on God

So I could ask
him, is life suppose to be this hard

Cause
the true fears, I know he care for me

Just
wanna know, if there's a place up there for me



[Fiend]

At the sun let the moon
take over, and every winter get colder

From
a struggling tell you, soldier gon speak
soldier

But I can't kill the beef, between
that side and that coast

And I can't say
what's so white, just like black folk

The
road is thin, so is hope for black men

Your
own even Benzo, glocks I pack twelve's

Acquainted, since I roamed the allies
painted

Looking at the hustlers, on the
wall they all became famous