[Refrain: 6LACK]

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

[Verse 1: 6LACK]

Money, car, clothes, that's the shit that's all around me

Big booty hoes, that's the shit, they tryna drown me

In but I know that there's more to life than that, man

Plus, a nigga got two strikes on him 'cause he a black man

[Chorus: 6LACK]

Ridin' down Redan

Please light up the weed man

I've been fuckin' stressin'

Can't wait for the weekend

So I can go out with my niggas, drown all of this pain

In some champagne

Make it rain, probably lose my damn, brain

[Verse 2: 6LACK]

Then fuck up some commas

Then take care of momma, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

The bills steady comin' (Yeah, yeah)

And she gotta handle it (Yeah, yeah)

I gotta hurry before she get old and start callin' for some help

How can I help my mom, if I can't help myself?

[Chorus: 6LACK]

So I'm ridin' down Redan

Somebody call the weed man

'Cause I've been fuckin' stressin'

I can't wait for the weekend

So I can go out with my niggas, drown all of this pain

In some champagne

Make it rain, probably lose my damn, brain

But that don't mean a damn thing

[Refrain: 6LACK]

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

At the beginning of every day

It's important to take a knee and pray

I forgot sometimes but got the faith

When the odds against me, I still find a way

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

I feel like the Lord had to punish me

Three years in the pen and they humble me

This shit get so tough, you gotta take a knee

And to my brother B, thank you for your honesty

Fuck the past, my focus on what's in front me

Fuck the media, the feds and the industry

In my cell, got my bible, readin' Timothy

'Cause when you young, rich and black, you get no sympathy

You could've chose anybody, but you chose me

I could've did thirty years, but I did three

I know the Lord guided me, 'cause I couldn't see

And He the one that gave me air 'cause I couldn't breathe

I couldn't breathe

I couldn't breathe (I couldn't breathe, I couldn't breathe)

[Outro: Gucci Mane]

Lord