Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Composer
Jodie Wilson
Jodie Wilson
Composer
Don Darnell
Don Darnell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trevis Williams
Trevis Williams
Co-Producer
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Producer
George Mayers
George Mayers
Mixing Engineer
Julian Mc Browne
Julian Mc Browne
Mixing Engineer
Frantz Verna
Frantz Verna
Mixing Engineer
Jodie Wilson
Jodie Wilson
Co-Producer

Lyrics

My soul is so dirty I've been hustlin' everyday Now I know that I should pray But I wonder if He hear what I'd say I know, my momma didn't raise me this way But I gotta feed my family If I could just make it through one more day I could live the right way Lord, You know it's been 12-15 years I've been in the game The way I live this life, forgive me, I know it's a shame But who'd a thought I'd make it this far From all the brothers and others that I've lost I know, I'm fortunate not to be one of those souls You choose And I'm sorry for the ones I sent, down here is to live or die What was I suppose to do? You know I wasn't quite ready For this soul of mine to come before You My soul is so dirty I've been hustlin' everyday Now I know that I should pray But I wonder if He hear what I'd say I know, my momma didn't raise me this way But I gotta feed my family If I could just make it through one more day I could live the right way I know, I may not have been right but I've been fair I guess that's why You saw it to keep me here You must have somethin' better for me Just give me a sign, Lord, please show me Just wanna thank You for the ones You've placed I pray You watched over them 'cause You watched over me Until You clean us up, Lord, like we should be I know You will eventually My soul is so dirty I've been hustlin' everyday Now I know that I should pray But I wonder if He hear what I'd say I know, my momma didn't raise me this way But I gotta feed my family If I could just make it through one more day I could live the right way Please watch over my babies and they mommas, too 'Cause they don't know what they daddy do But this one thing, I promise You I won't let my seeds do the same thing too Lord, bless my momma, You know how much she means to me Despite the way I live, I know she still loves me She's up in church, cryin' and prayin' for me And I'ma try to see her there on Sunday, I said maybe My soul is so dirty I've been hustlin' everyday Now I know that I should pray But I wonder if He hear what I'd say I know, my momma didn't raise me this way But I gotta feed my family If I could just make it through one more day I could live the right way
Writer(s): Edward Theodore Riley, Jodi Wilson, Don Darnel, Travis Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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