What do I Gotta do

Uh Hog Mob Yeah You see we give All Glory and Praise To the Most High And that's G.O.D What's mobbing Eshay lad I'm stressing again I'm living evident sin My life pouring out the edge of my pen Its true story Nicotine poison enjoy it with few 40s I'm tryna numb the drama More drama then more worries aye Yo baby this the ghetto I got the bandana tied around the hand In case I got to let go The devil He pulling strings on me like Geppetto The Eshay right behind so I'm Jack on Riding through the night side Big body sliding like a gecko Homicide screaming out the ride hear the echo Twisted like a egg roll For pissing in my petrol Buck shots hit your face sizzle through your freckles yeah I used to be calm and collected Well nothing on my mind But my song and my record But check it Woke up and everything was hectic Woman that I loved turned ratchet I had to hit the exit yes it Made me feel rejected Your best wasn't good enough And good is not expected All I ever had was a lie And I miss my babies like hell But their Daddy doesn't cry And why Coz I ain't got room for emotions Built for war I was groomed by them Trojans JESUS In my heart there's an ocean of pain And the doors that I close never Open again Eshay Bah What do I got to do Oh yeah What do I got to do Oh yeah What do I got to do Yes Lord What do I got to do What do I got to do to Be with you my Lord Yes You see I thank you every single day For breathing your life in to my lungs To enable me to live and breath Father God And you know how I know you love me Is because you came to die for me Is why I got to surrender my Father God Thank you Jesus Eshay Lad Gooday mate