Control

Ima just control what I can control
 Life f*ck you up that's the way it go
 Ain't no reason I should be stressing Cause life is a blessing and it could be gone tomorrow Used to ask God why I was born this way Inner City Blues talking Marvin Gaye
 Every year my momma had to find a place to stay
 She barely made enough to profit

 A rhythm I just had to get with 
 Dinner peanut butter sandwich
 Hurt to see my family always worried about a meal
 My momma always working while my daddy up in jail

 The life that I was given I would never choose
 My 7 brothers and my sisters sleeping in a car
 Momma stayed up when it got dark
 Wearing down her mind it was so hard
 Battling depression
 She controlled what she could control Thru the journey always had the faith never lost the soul
Thought that we was cursed but now I see
 That God chose
 Chose me to speak to you

 Bless up
 Niggas keep yo' chest up
 Shit sucks I know that life is fucked up
 Icon you could be the one that's next up
 Everybody has a story

 Easy
 They think I had it when they see me
 By 21 where I'm from you should be 6 deep
 Influenced by the shit they seeing in the streets 
 Everybody has a story
 Ima just control what I can control
 Life f*ck you up that's the way it go
 Changing every time I get comfortable Staying on my feet, keep me on my toes
 Ima just control what I can control
 Life getting tough but I'll never fold
 Changing every time I get comfortable
 Staying on my feet, keep me on my toes
 Ima just control what I can control
 Life f*ck you up that's the way it go
 Ain't no reason I should be stressing
 Cause life is a blessing and it could be gone tomorrow"