Hustler's prayer de Blackstreet

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 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've thought I'd make it this far
From all the brothers and others that I've lost
I know I'm fortunate I could be one of those souls you choose
And I'm sorry for the ones I sinned
Down here, it's live or die, what was I suppose to do?
You know I wasn't quite ready this for soul of mine to end before you

I know it may not have been right but I've been fair
I guess that's why, so to keep me here
You must have something better for me
Just give me a sign, Lord, please show me
Just wanna thank you for the ones you've pleased
I pray you watched over them, cuz you've watched over me
Until you give us, Lord, right we should be
I know you will be virtually

Please watch over my babies and they mommas, too
Cuz 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 up in church, crying, praying for me
I'ma try to see that on Sunday, I said maybe