Lyrics Mike WiLL Made–It – It’s In Your Hands
Text:
Mike WiLL Made-It
*texting, sends message*
Trouble
He just walked off like went to the bathroom
We just looked like, yeah, say a lil’ prayer out here, whatever he did
Low Down Dirty Black a.k.a Big Bank Black:
Dear God
I barely rarely ever come to ya bout things ya know
Cause I feel like you gave me a, great mind so I handle things on my own but
I need you to watch shawty for me man, really love ’em
You know Lord I live by certain rules that
I live by street rules and I hope you can understand that cause that’s the way I was brought up and that’s the way I was raised so, the way we gotta go get it is the way we gotta go get it
But I feel you know that my heart is pure, you know
And I’m not doing this out of I’ll intentions, I really need this one, I really need this to work
Please Lord don’t let him fuck over youngn ya know
I need him, bring him back to me
It’s in yo hands, it’s in yo hands
Album
Trouble – Edgewood
