Sha Stimuli, April Williams - Footprints lyrics

You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
Even when you thought you had a sad life
A lot of situations had you mad tight
Think about your darkest times you had light
You know there's footprints in
The sand right? Right, right

My mother told me that having my own seed
Would make my love get much deeper
And putting God in my music's
Like the ultimate feature
Can you imagine how you'd feel, if you go
From starving artist to a major label rapper
Then a substitute teacher?
My life was full of contradictions
Like a drug-dealing preacher
Trying to find an earthy
Bourgeois, curvy, humble, cute diva
Used to think I was defined by
What comes through your speakers
And I would never get acknowledged until
I run with the reaper
When you start to envision
Your memorial service
Or when you move big pounds and
You don't get too nervous
It's like you're looking for the bottom
I'm just glad I ain't get knocked or
I ain't pick up an addiction
I was close to the furnace
With hellfire waiting, Lucifer whispering
I was listening picturing taking pills or
Receiving judicial discipline
I was given a mission then
There were kids who were entering
Dangerous situations, and I was one of
The middlemen intervening in lives
Yo I had to believe there's no coincidences
Even when your happiness leaves
When I was thinking how the Heaven
Could this happen to me
One set of footprints, He was carrying me
And you're mad at the world like each
Day you face a lying mirror
Every second birth is further, dying's nearer
Maybe when you stop complaining's when
Your mind gets clearer
In this homicidal and violent era
Pray for my prey

You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
Even when you thought you had a sad life
A lot of situations had you mad tight
Think about your darkest times you had light
You know there's footprints in
The sand right? Right, right

It's like when Christopher Wallace got a
Divorce from his beautiful wife
There are times when we all lose faith
It's just like the twenty dollar bill
When your life gets kinda real and
Sometimes you need a new face
A lot of us carry around baggage
From past hurt that happened
Can't fly with a heavy suitcase
You been at your job for mad years but
Your dreams attract fear, you'll
Never make it, you play it too safe
Somebody was asking if I was underground
We don't see
Categories, classifications when you
Speak so free
Is it Hip-Hop gospel? I just bleed on beats
And what's an emotional gangsta? An "Emo" G
If I'm in everybody's phone
Like an emoji between
The numbers and the mic, that's the t-o-p
I did it same cat that used to c-o-p
From weedspots ducking c-o-p's
Walks with G-O-D

You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
You know there's footprints in
The sand right?
Even when you thought you had a sad life
A lot of situations had you mad tight
Think about your darkest times you had light
You know there's footprints in
The sand right? Right, right

I don't do religion I don't look down on
You if you're still on your journey
If you gang affiliated, unaware of His mercy
If you focused on Foamposites, I'm focused on
Deposit's, and giving you deep logic
Hoping I ain't too wordy
I remember telling my mother that
I didn't feel worthy
I said the bed I had at six
Is where I sleep and I'm thirty
I remember when my girl told
Me I did her dirty
She called off the wedding
And I pretended that it ain't hurt me
But the truth is I was nervy
Like that night that
I hurried on the road from
A trip moving work, outside of Jersey
When the cops pulled the guns
My vision got crazy blurry
But the tears didn't come out of fear
They came from fury
I remember thinking don't let
Them squeeze first, and turn
Me to a hashtag, trending topic, viral clip
T-shirt god must have softened the heart
Of officer mean jerk i made it home to bed
My aunt Betty said that I need church
I ain't disagree with that
I ain't raise my tone
I just know the house of worship
Extends when you're not at home
Like the time those young Crips
Grabbed my chain and
Pulled out their chrome, One
Bullet was a warning
The other flew past my dome
I was gone off Henny
I really could've been gone
They were Warriors
And all of those shots got me out my zone
Your soul, your spirit's a gift
It's not a loan
There's a reason why you even exist
And you're not alone
But…just like Bruce Wayne on that dark night
He lost his parents
Sometimes it's a hard fight
We want followers
But followers they crossed Christ
Still can't believe you took Sean Price
I need this chorus

I know there's footprints in the sand right
I know there's footprints in the sand right
I know there's footprints in the sand right
I know there's footprints in the sand right
Even when I thought I had a sad life
A lot of situations had me mad tight
Think about my darkest times I had light
I know there's footprints in the sand right