Laws, Jason Caesar - Believer lyrics
[Laws, Jason Caesar - Believer lyrics]
Make me a believer, make me a believer
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in you ex-cons
You out on good behavior but
You getting stepped on
At job interviews, you see in they eyes
They looking at you like they
Wonder why you even applied
You wonder too ’cause you keep on
Trying and they keep ignoring
And you thinking of switching numbers
‘cause the streets is calling
Your old friends keep on coming
By your mom’s crib and they imposing
You just trying to let your mom live
You wanna fix your life and show
Her that you ain’t a quitter
Some nights, you find her crying
Holding out your baby pictures
And do something with yourself so
She don’t have to cry
Fix your tie, go and get the classifieds
Homie I believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in you working mothers
‘Cause if you can’t support your family
What’s the purpose of it?
Minus a husband or a boyfriend
Man this shit is crazy
You fellas think you get
A ribbon for participating
You making kids, then raise them
No other option out
I tip my glass to you ‘cause
You was never copping out
College classes on the web
You ain’t dropping out
Nine to five at Walmart
Six to ten at Waffle House
And you got a house, fully furnished too
Your kids are getting hit with lessons
That they learned in school
They see the way you get it done
And then they turn to you
Mesmerized by all of the work you do
Mommy I believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in my soldiers
Do your duty, stay sharp and get home bro
You salute another man but he doesn’t own ya
Keep your fam close to heart
When them boys on ya
You kept a photo of your wife
All through basic
And then you kissed her goodbye and
She could barely take it right then
You realized that you might never
Get the chance again
And so you made a promise
Riding on that plane
If I ever get home again
I’ll cherish what’s important
Take nothing for granted, as
You thinking this, your boy gets hit
As the plane lands
You can feel your fear rise
So you say a prayer like
God, if you hear mine, i believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in you ex-cons
You out on good behavior but
You getting stepped on
At job interviews, you see in they eyes
They looking at you like they
Wonder why you even applied
You wonder too ’cause you keep on
Trying and they keep ignoring
And you thinking of switching numbers
‘cause the streets is calling
Your old friends keep on coming
By your mom’s crib and they imposing
You just trying to let your mom live
You wanna fix your life and show
Her that you ain’t a quitter
Some nights, you find her crying
Holding out your baby pictures
And do something with yourself so
She don’t have to cry
Fix your tie, go and get the classifieds
Homie I believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in you working mothers
‘Cause if you can’t support your family
What’s the purpose of it?
Minus a husband or a boyfriend
Man this shit is crazy
You fellas think you get
A ribbon for participating
You making kids, then raise them
No other option out
I tip my glass to you ‘cause
You was never copping out
College classes on the web
You ain’t dropping out
Nine to five at Walmart
Six to ten at Waffle House
And you got a house, fully furnished too
Your kids are getting hit with lessons
That they learned in school
They see the way you get it done
And then they turn to you
Mesmerized by all of the work you do
Mommy I believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer
And I believe in my soldiers
Do your duty, stay sharp and get home bro
You salute another man but he doesn’t own ya
Keep your fam close to heart
When them boys on ya
You kept a photo of your wife
All through basic
And then you kissed her goodbye and
She could barely take it right then
You realized that you might never
Get the chance again
And so you made a promise
Riding on that plane
If I ever get home again
I’ll cherish what’s important
Take nothing for granted, as
You thinking this, your boy gets hit
As the plane lands
You can feel your fear rise
So you say a prayer like
God, if you hear mine, i believe
I wonder what I can’t see
Just something to believe
Make me a believer, make me a believer