Assumptions (feat. Echelon Knoxx)

I used to think that the money could fix it all The energy given off, Was that of peace, So I tend to not get involved After toting, slanging a pistol A few run ins with the law I admit a lot of my issues, It seems that I was the cause So tell me who do you call, when you got no one to call I got, a lot of problems, won't even vent to my dogs I hold it in feeling trapped and yet I created them walls Trying to pick up all of the pieces I dropped everytime I'd fall Insecurity, my reflection, now I hate to look Trying to get close to God while burning this Acacia Bush Know I need food that feeds my soul, but I hate to cook Don't read a page out of my life, nigga, just take the book The whole thing We done been through a lot so trust me nigga, I know pain Stayed down 'cause I heard a slow gain better than no gain I could've died a few times on that Frontline Gun shots screaming "Your soul is needed", God must didn't want mine And Im grateful Ain't no way that you could make me think I'm not the chosen one Yeah Ain't got to tell me God real, look at life and I just know it's one 'Cause they thought I would be Locked up, shot, or dead right now, No We on the way to the bread right now, Yeah Locked up, shot, or dead right now, No We on the way to the bread right now, Yeah Yeah I feel a way Am I wrong that I feel a way? I made a promise to my momma, I'll fullfil a way I done seen more doors closed than Sundays at a Chic-Fil-A Never steered my faith Turned me into what I am today Awesome I turned out awesome Counted me out and then I stunned them Echelon Steve Austin Where I'm from you end up locked up or locked down in coffins I know God is real He get's me through my problems often Let's talk respect (Respect?) What would you do for your respect? Would you use whats in your check Just to consider if you're blessed? I know homies reading texts I know homies shooting Techs They might not like it, but like Nike They'll just do it for a check Gang Gang mentality Got my dogs on the side of me Hear they say that they proud of me I don't feel the love My name soon worth a salary Thank the Lord, 'cause he guiding me Send a prayer, get blessings sent down from up above They assumed wrong Ain't no way that you could make me think I'm not the chosen one Yeah Ain't got to tell me God real, look at life and I just know it's one 'Cause they thought I would be Locked up, shot, or dead right now, No We on the way to the bread right now, Yeah Locked up, shot, or dead right now, No We on the way to the bread right now, Yeah