[Bass and Guitar by Chin Injeti]

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping

Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen

A preacher's prophecies never bothered me when I was younger

Sitting on my Grandma's lap, as she cried, I often wondered

What was her tears for? Could it be for my grandfather?

Or maybe she felt for me 'cause I'll see more of those cold tomorrows

Then she see the world will up and turn on me

'Cause the morals that she often spoke were meant for 1923

I fall asleep off in her arms, a Psalm was spoken

The Lord is surely my shepherd, He lead me to the water

Thought that often stuck with me amongst the wolves that run the streets

Out here paying dues to lose, I pray Your angels come for me

A non-believer, I never have and never could be

Lord, give me time to peep the signs I should see

Sipping got me feeling like a player, riding clean

Bending corners, hoping I might find my Savior on the curb

I rarely go to Church

False prophets rocking Prada so I rarely feel the Word

Jezebels lurking in the pews on the first

Preacher's weaker than the deacon 'cause it's hard to fight the urge

It's hard to live and serve when you on the devil's turf

Sell your soul for the low with no sense of what it's worth

Don't get it twisted, I ain't no saint, I ain't no pastor

But prayer ain't just for cloudy days and natural disasters

Aware of what comes after, I bet you ain't for sure

I was warned that Heaven ain't the only place to go

I'm doing what I can 'cause there really ain't much time

I leave this in the Lord hands, I'm tired of crying

Yeah, Krizzle

[Hook: Ashthon Jones]

(Man down)

Hopin', prayin' sayin' I can't turn (Back now)

He will find you, this world will blind you

Don’t you be another (Man down)

Hopin', prayin', sayin' you can’t turn (Back now)

Help is just one prayer away

Don't be afraid to say

"Mayday"

[Verse 2: Lecrae]

Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do

Am I biased? I been pious, put my nose up in the pews

Like Paul, I bear Good News, they think I'm pall-bearing

My message sounds like death to these hearers as they perish

Scaring to think we on the brink of death

But no one stops to look for answers on what happens next

Got a couple scriptures from my grandma, sayings from a preacher

But can't live out these standards that we heard it takes to reach 'em

But when I look at Jesus, He lived the life I couldn't

Suffered for my crime so I wouldn't

I used to have to sneak into movies 'cause I couldn't afford to pay

Explain to me how someone paid my way

When I hear K.R.I.T. confessin', I respect him

'Cause most of us be lyin' like our lives don't need perfecting

Nothing that we can muster, nothing that we can change

Admittin' that we're imperfect, offending God with our games

Look, I'm just being honest, so don't take me for no lame

I seen it for myself, I'm a product of this thing

Now I found true religion, and it's not inside a denim

And them overpriced shades have never given us vision

Let's go

[Hook: Ashthon Jones]

(Man down)

Hopin', prayin' sayin' I can't turn (Back now)

He will find you, this world will blind you

Don't you be another (Man down)

Hopin', prayin', sayin' you can't turn (Back now)

I've seen enough to know it's so urgent

Keep calling

Help is just one prayer away

Don't be afraid to say, yeah, yeah

"Mayday"

Help is just one prayer away

Don't you be afraid to say

"Mayday"