I can feel them dark forces
coming towards me with a proposition
Of fering riches cause growing up
I ain't have a pot to piss in
And ever since I got converted
it seems that I've been burdened
Living the flow of getting consistent,
then a few months struggling
And every time I turn around,
bills be overdue once again
It seems to be more money
My hustle game looking weak,
Assistance from the government,
that's something I don't want again
this right here is humbling
That's the point the Spirit said,
been waiting for you to find out
I let you go through all of this
to siphon all that pride out
In the world you had it easy,
but it's difficult on my ground
make you stronger inside out
Not into makin' prima donnas
I'm buildin' soldiers who gon' ride
Till it's over and represent
Lord, I gotta keep it real,
Don't wanna be complainin',
Lord, just thought that we should have
I feel like I'm trapped in the basement
Lord His reply, try to work his patience
They say count it all joy
when you facing different trials
but gon' create a little smile
and bust Satan in his mouth
and then take a little bow
Do some damage in your thinking,
let the spirit do some maintenance
Let patience have its work
to make you perfect and com plete
So you ain't lackin' nothin'
while you workin' in these streets
You offerin' service to the king,
and your purpose is unique
how to rebuke the serpent when he speaks
that you really worthless
And you broke in case you see
You should leave this Jesus,
who left you out here hurtin'
And it stings, but I'll give you everything
if you just come and worship me
And go to your Heavenly Father
for a conversation, yeah Lord,
I gotta keep it real, I'm tired of waitin'
Don't wanna be complainin'
Just thought that we should have
I feel like I'm trapped in the basement,
His reply is, to work his patience
