Aye You - Pro

AYE YOU!

I see you riding by so fly

Tell me what you gon' do when you die?

I’m screamin' at 'em like AYE

AYE

AYE

AYE

Hook

AYE YOU!

So if you wanna know about life

I can point you to the one who gave me mine

Holla at me like AYE

AYE

AYE

AYE

AYE YOU!

Now lemme chop it up with’chu

They paint life so many ways to help you get a clear picture

This hot metal’ll fly out the barrell and still split you

You still tryna drink from a broken water pitcher

A cistern, grandma’s not my concern

But why the hood killin' folk and we still won’t learn?

Turn money to a god 'cause our homes are the altar

But it only lead to death, I suggest that we alter

What we put our faith in when life start to cave in

Then we wanna run to God like we need savin'

What about now?

Just 'cause you ain’t on your death bed

Don’t mean that you done found life, you already dead

But the cross is the defibrillator

Shock your heart man, help you focus on the Savior

So till they put ya boy in a tomb

I’m on a soapbox yellin' the truth, screamin' like

Homie in the bed with his head on his pillow

Lookin' at the ceiling wondering how to make a killin'

'Cause there’s roaches in the living room

No food to consume and papa drinkin' to his doom

Mama workin'

Wardrobe from Wal-Mart

Dare you say somethin' about it, joke if you get smart

Full of rage, he conspire to get paid

Thinkin' if he up is status maybe that will be a way

Ah, he see death all around him

Put a boxcutter on the last person

Tried to clown him

'Cause money gets you power, power get respect

He ain’t felt high, neither one of them felt yet

See that’s the mind frame we were sent here to change

Instead of bickering on the boards, get on your job man

So till they put us all in the tomb

Let’s get some megaphones and yell out the truth, screamin' like

Excuse me, can I prescribe a remedy

That easily will set you free?

Christ died for you and me

So if I was you I would turn

'Cause one day the sky’ll crack and the judge will return

And when I say «turn» I don’t mean just to attend church

But count everything as loss and look to Christ for self-worth

Your money, guap, cheese, queso

Use it to his glory, don’t move unless he say so

Cars, job, shoes, clothes

Make it all secondary in pursuit of the Lord

Commune with a group of people that’s doin' the same thang

'Cause it’s the body of Christ, it’s what we use to make change

I don’t grind 'cause I’m free, I grind 'cause I believe

And it’s a me and other people that’s doin' the same thing

We hold to the same dream to see Christ crucified

And marvel at his greatness, see you on the other side