Young Dro, Iya - Testimonial lyrics

Everyday I pray to make it out the slums Lord
But, I know peace don't come easy
So I work hard for it
Got my ears to these streets, eyes to the sky
Hands on supply, ready to buss on any busta
Lookin' for a come up
I speak for the overcomers
For those accustomed to the dungeons
Where they ain't no stories
Of rags to riches, just rags to more raggedy
Avenues filled with addicts addicted
To not having shit
Where the helpless get high to
Cope with their existence
The homeless buy hope and
Kids sit on corners
Pitchin' ideas to pass us by wishin'
Life supplied them with an intermission
Prayin' for a break, a breakthrough
In a second just to take 'em to the intuition
Tryna sow the sea
Our sons and daughters need to see more
Love more hugs and more kisses
My heart's cold, so I suppose I scold my
Own reflection in the mirror
But, one step at a time
May the divine blessed the
Divine and heal those
Who hide behind the faces who are sighed
This hindsight got my mind right
So I pray my little light
Encourages yours enough to shine