Lyrics : Rodrick Moore Jr./Chandler Great/Evrgrn
Music : Rodrick Moore Jr./Chandler Great/Evrgrn
Producer : Turbo/Terrace Martin
[Chorus]
I need help 'cause I'm blinded, God, give me direction
Can You send me some angels for protection?
Been a whole lot of choices, I been hearin' Satan
He been speakin' in voices, I'm tryna forsake him
Been on a lonely road so long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Still tryna find my way back home (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Doggy, these streets got me scarred (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Streets got a nigga wondering, when will my day come?
[Verse 1]
Tryna the run-yun the mun-yun, feel like I'm in Grand Canyon
With an onion, Double-R posted up at the fiend house
If my baby girl need new shoes, I can give her what she need now (Woah)
And I'm so grateful for it
Because of my kids, I look out for [Forbes ?]
Look out for Canon, lucks and verse
Honest to cadance, and Navy, you know that my babies, they gettin' whatever they want
Every day, pourin' my heart and my soul in my body, I'm livin' forever through song
Hope I got God on my side, I'm forever a general, even through right and wrong
[Chorus]
I need help 'cause I'm blinded, God, give me direction
Can You send me some angels for protection?
Been a whole lot of choices, I been hearin' Satan
He been speakin' in voices, I'm tryna forsake him
Been on a lonely road so long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Still tryna find my way back home (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Doggy, these streets got me scarred (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Streets got a nigga wondering, when will my day come?
[Verse 2]
So much passion and I can't hide it
Hundred some' thousand hours, I'm grindin'Lookin' for peace and I know I'ma find it And remind 'em what I'm made of When opportunity meets preparation, it's successful (Right) That's the law, dog (Right)
Even when you climb to the tippy-tippy-tippy top, it's not done, you can still fall, dog
But I made it through fall just to be motivation
If you at the bottom or behind the wall, dog
I was just a pedestrian, now I can pull up rose up at the wall, dog (Woo, woo)
Roddy rap like the rent due
Roddy tell 'em the whole truth (Woo, woo)
Shit, I'd rather be me than you
[Chorus]
I need help 'cause I'm blinded, God, give me direction
Can You send me some angels for protection?
Been a whole lot of choices, I been hearin' Satan
He been speakin' in voices, I'm tryna forsake him
Been on a lonely road so long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Still tryna find my way back home (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Doggy, these streets got me scarred (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Streets got a nigga wondering, when will my day come?
Bass : Dominique Sanders
Keyboard : Terrace Martin
Mixing Assistant : Anthony Vilchis/Trey Station/Zach Pereyra
Mastering Engineer : Zach Pereyra
Recording : Bryan “Larry” Aguilar/Terrace Martin
Vocals : Roddy Ricch
Additional Production : Evrgrn
Mixing Engineer : Manny Marroquin