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Dave – 175 Months

Dave 175 Months

Release date: October 24, 2025 Genre: Hip-Hop, Rap Album: The Boy Who Played the Harp
Explicit: Yes Duration: 04:34 Label: Dave
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Admittance is the key to start the healin', right? But I didn't wanna eat that humble pie,  no, I Father God,  forgive me It's been a couple years,  there may be more, that I ain't prayed Even longer I ain't been to church, God, I'm ashamed Embarrassed of my ways, but still, I'm asking for Your grace. Feel like I been led astray By the drinkin' and the spirits I let take me when I ride and the ladies in the night Most people, they got demons. I got angels that I fight Tryna save you from my pli' I pray I make it to thе light. South London where we liе Abdullah died at sixteen, and I still feel that same rage Cah we all gettin' older and he still the same age It's his twenty-seventh birthday, and in his pic, he's fourteen Back when we had all dreamed There's Stephanie, she left at fourteen And he lived at number seventeen, and I was number twelve When I used to think that if I'd skip church, I go to Hell So when they ask about grief and how it feels, I know it well I missed his tenth anniversary in 2024 I know the value of this picture, we ain't gettin' any more Then I go, and I get angry, God, like, "Why'd you take him for?" He was just a baby. All These emotions that I'm feelin', it's the strength I pray for God, for anyone that's with us that can vouch I pray for Pray that I feel less lonely in this house I prayed for I pray that (Yeah) With this cross that you bear on me Can you look after my mum? She probably used her last prayer on me Can't let the Devil in, there's repentance in the Bible God, remind my ex of this. Feel like we was meant for this Move mountains and boulders We had our parents getting older, may they never need a shoulder I done shit I can't condone, real sermons on my own I'm in church more worried 'bout the service on my phone And on Judgement Day, are You gonna write it in my sins? Cah my nigga, he got cancer, and I'm lyin' to his kids God, I'm tryin', but it hits me in my heart I done lost so many niggas that's been with me from the start Then I pray for quick change and I ain't even try it fast All I ever did was ask, shattered glass, crucifixes on my chest Pray to purchase a Patek. For my church, they cut a check How am I tryna pray for Congo with these diamonds on my neck? There's a father and there's a son Pray that I can show him how to love a woman through his mum Because I never got the chance, and I just want the best For my three little nieces that I carry on my chest I'm prayin' for my managers, I'm prayin' for their wives 'Cause God knows that they're the ones that sacrifice their lives I would've said their names, but God, you know who I mean I'm prayin' for my brothers, God, protect us on the streets I had a steak at Carbone, and didn't pray before I eat It's like I call you when I need you, and I don't, we don't speak Ground rules for my niggas found schools back at Lambeth Town Hall I helped him pray, but didn't know it was on my downfall, so when I'm ice-cold When no blood is in my veins, numbers on my days Will I say I love this life of rain? I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain I'm just prayin' that my purpose can justify my pain My mum used to creep in my room and put Oil and a cross on my head, anoint me and probably read A verse like Psalm 23; "The Lord is my shepherd, " and maybe Matthew 4 The word is my weapon tonight If I can't pray for peace, then I just pray we win the war It's been twenty-six years, I don't know what I'm fightin' for Well, maybe it's a place to fill your ever-lastin' lie In a world where kids that die get a second chance at life, Christ I don't know what to say to You I pray to You; forgive me for the days I had a reason to and I ain't had faith in You You did it for the sake of me, and how I've forsaken You I prayed for new shoes and I used them to walk away from You Made it out with drugs, swapped the pen for the needles And I just found a different way to poison my people You could say it's testimony that I'm tellin' them my story But how we sellin' them the Devil, still giving God the glory? Can I pray? Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh Take care of me Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh Can I, can I go on to put the drums on top of both of those But yeah, yeah, it's bzz-bzz-k Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh Take care of me Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh Take care of me Ooh

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