Praying Hands

Yeah, yeah
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Look ma I made it out the basement
 Look T he balling like Wilt Chamberlain
 Hot stove cook up the dope come and taste it
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Rosegold chain with the praying hands
 Young T destined for greatness that's my alias
 Zoom off in the spaceship with my aliens
 (Hallelujah, Amen)
 Look at Lil' T from the cove
 I was 13 with a proposition to cook up the stove
 I could see the future It was international we flown
 I saw lights blinding they knew all the words to my songs
 I was stage diving then I sign my name on they clothes
 Mama watching from behind me, backstage with my folks
 I could see it vivid in my dreams
 Then it turn to smoke
 Nightmares haunting me constantly
 Coming me for me most yeah yeah
 Look at Lil' T from the cove
 I was 16 when my first homie
 Got murdered in the cold blood
 Hold up, Lil' T it's a cold world keep your eyes open
 Devils keep approaching provoking
 Will I be next, my paranoia keep controlling
 Jehovah spoken he said Young Y
 Destined for greatness that's the chosen
 Angels speak to me like Mary Joseph
 They singing hallelujah
 I say amen with praying hands, aw yeah
 Yeah, yeah
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Look ma I made it out the basement
 Look T he balling like Wilt Chamberlain
 Hot stove cook up the dope come and taste it
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Rosegold chain with the praying hands
 Young T destined for greatness that's my alias
 Zoom off in the spaceship with my aliens
 Look at lil t from the cove
 I was 18 when I first cut that lil vocal on the pro
 Tools
 Trent said you got the whole juice
 Cook up that soul food Braswell
 You gone make it out for real yeah
 I was tryna make it fighting against the
 Odds Car was broke down I was unemployed
 I was selling dope, charge after charge
 I knew I was slacking
 I was supposed to travel international
 Shows all across the world
 Yea yeah
 Look at lil t from the cove
 I was 19 when I dropped out of college and came back home
 I heard voices all around me saying they just doubt me
 Yeah You wasting your time
 There you go wasting your life
 But I could see it vivid in my dreams
 Making it out the basement
 Balling like I'm Naismith
 Cooking up the cajun
 Jehovah spoke he said young t destined for greatness
 Beam the homies up and we took off in the spaceship yeah
 Yeah, yeah
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Look ma I made it out the basement
 Look T he balling like Wilt Chamberlain
 Hot stove cook up the dope come and taste it
 Hallelujah, Amen
 Rosegold chain with the praying hands
 Young T destined for greatness that's my alias
 Zoom off in the spaceship with my aliens