Z-Ro, Lolita Monreaux - Lord Knows lyrics

Lord knows I try to make a better way
Better way but, I'm trapped by the pain
 I just can't get away
Lord knows I try, real talk, like, every day
Every day i feel good sometimes
But that feeling never stays
Lord knows I'm tryin'
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here
(Lord knows I'm tryin')
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here

First off, I gotta say thank you, Lord
'Cause, I know I'm blessed
What am I doin' all this drinkin' for?
Losin' money and stressin' the body like
I ain't gon' make some more
Awesomeness some shit I know I deserve, I
Can't get it right now 'cause
I can't afford yeah, I got it
But I got a lot of shit I gotta do with that
Stop askin' me about ABN, already told you
I'm through with that
Until they pay me for the first one
Ain't got nothin' to do with that
If y'all knew what was goin' on
Y'all would say, "It's a blessing
" I'm not doin' bad
I'm blessed, tired of this shit
But I'm not finished yet
All of the shit I do, they'll just forget
But, I really don't care
Roll that shit, light that shit
Put it in the air

Lord knows I try to make a better way
Better way but, I'm trapped by the pain
I just can't get away
Lord knows I try, real talk, like, every day
Every day i feel good sometimes, but
That feeling never stays
Lord knows I'm tryin'
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here
(Lord knows I'm tryin')
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here

Uh, can you believe a nigga say I
Fell off just 'cause I'm well-off?
They must be smokin' that new kind of
Crack, I'm still funky than a bitch
I can't get the smell off
I'm just happy I can eat a real meal
I ain't gotta fuck with no Kelloggs
I got my own now
Can't nobody tell me to pack up shit
My and get the hell out
I done kept it a hunnid with people that
Wouldn't even keep it twenty-seven
With me back
I don't loan money, rather give it to you
You know niggas will forget to hit you back
'Cause they hate you when you doin' better
Than them, that ain't my opinion, homie
It's a fact
You break bread with your people, they
Always around, you go broke like
"Wonder where my niggas at"
Why do baby mamas use the child as
A weapon? Like, fuck a father
You can't see the child
Then go tell the white man he a deadbeat
Now it's a monthly payment just
To see the child watchin' Mommy and Daddy go
At each other's neck
I wonder how it feel to be the child
She like
"Mommy and Daddy act like people I go to
School with, " so I guess we the child
Lord knows

Lord knows I try to make a better way
Better way but, I'm trapped by the pain
I just can't get away
Lord knows I try, real talk, like, every day
Every day i feel good sometimes, but
That feeling never stays
Lord knows I'm tryin'
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here
(Lord knows I'm tryin')
Hell yeah, I know it's hard out here
(I know it's hard out here)
But, you know you gotta keep your
Faith in God out here