[Verse 1: Phay]And after everything I gave you still don't owe me nothin'And when my Nina get aroused, you better know she bustin'My baby leanin' on my shoulders like some RobitussinThey got like 10 bands on my head because they know he MuslimAnd rest in peace to Belak, God had the answer we callI saw your Daddy, he fall and when I hugged him, we bawledLife is a balance, seesawCan't take it back, no recallWe stand in rain and dissolveCan't get in heaven, FifaThis little light of mine, I don't know how long it shineAnd if the nail not in the coffin, then it's hammer timeI put it all behind my worst because I'm a man of mineWe fine dine half the time without an appetiteThis crazy world that we live in and nothin's sweet but it's cinnamonYou could lose your life for nothin', mothafuck all these dividendsChasin' money and businesses, make some time for your kin and themHe gone' finish what he started 'til they ended up killin' him[Chorus: Kelechi]And after allI pray for someone like youAnd I thank GodHe gave us someone like youAnd after allI pray for someone like you (I pray for someone like you)And I thank GodHe gave us someone like you (He gave us someone like you)[Verse 2: Phay]I'm a lovin motherfucker, please don't change my soulIf we beefin' 'bout some money, I'ma let it goIf we beefin' 'bout my family, I'ma let it blowYellow diamonds and a chain with a heart of goldA bunch of sisters, mothers, daughters getting me toIf you're touchin' one of mine, then you'll be see throughI'm not losin' my composure less I need toI know a brother who got shot for some [?]I swear to God he lost his life over some denim jeansHe just reapin' what he sow with blood all on the seamsRest in peace to [?], rest in peace to [?]Rest in peace to Billy boy, we miss you mucho[Chorus: Kelechi]And after allI pray for someone like youAnd I thank GodHe gave us someone like youAnd after allI pray for someone like you (I pray for someone like you)And I thank GodHe gave us someone like you (He gave us someone like you)[Verse 3: Kelechi]After all is said and done, more was said than doneMy momma lost a boy before us, I never met her sonMake me wanna be a better brother, better son, better uncle to my nieces, candy wrapper, medicineBut then again, thank God for Phay, ain't met a better friendHe half the reason I got added at the press of spinAt my door daily like I'm here, my brother let me inSo I count the homies when they say to count your blessings and you're kin to meYou comma right hand men, you give your limb for meWho would've thought you managed me after your injury?Thought you wouldn't ball again back when you tore your inner knee, but then we did the Super Bowl and felt like you was in the leadAnd after all that noble did for the communityHe went and stabbed him in the back literally, brutallyEngaged to be married, yo, my cousin was a groom to beA father shouldn't ever have to read his son's eulogyI don't know if I'm strong, but I'm tryna beI've done enough myself, you ain't gotta be cryin' for meNo job could ever justify a man dyin' to meSome niggas live to make a killin' but be dyin' for free