Overcome

[Verse 1: Mibbs]
Times is harder than they ever been
Babies get sick so babies need medicine
The gas price rising, hey Mr. President
It's only getting worse, so it's only more evident
That we gotta (grind)
'Cause over in the hood, they ain't doing that well
Why you think Black males gotta make crack sales?
'Til they go to jail and they gotta make bail
Call they homies from the cell, tell 'em get on that (grind)
Pops 49 and he still on his
Took hard work tryna raise two kids
'Til we got grown and wе really needed time
Ain't a damn thing free in this world, gotta (grind)
Mom and pops, all thе hustlers on the block
All the teachers in the classrooms, ladies cleaning bathrooms
It don't stop, man, this is all we got
So we punching in the clock 'til we make it to the top and

[Chorus: Mibbs]
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you

[Verse 2: Like]
Man
They cutting down jobs again
And we wonder what the problem is
Taxes rising up like the drama is
How the hell is we 'posed to stay positive?
Got grown-ass jobless men moving back to where they mommas live
I'm in church trying not to steal the offering
And what advice are they offering? Not a cent
They line us up against the cop cars and got us bent
Somebody's at the top, pulling strings, got us pimped
I'm praying up to God, wondering what he got us in
I need a breath of fresh air, man, some oxygen
I wouldn't be surprised if they charged for oxygen
And with no healthcare, can't even get a doctor checkup
Can't get a doctor visit, can't get a Doctor Pepper
Move with instinct, they waiting for my thoughts to catch up
Still you can hear the love flow through my aggression

[Chorus: Mibbs]
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you

[Verse 3: BeYoung]
Man
Nah, this nine to five can't cut it, dog
Bills is late, my lights getting cut off
Got my check, I know they took numbers off
Motherfuck my boss, he don't know about my (grind)
Fifteen, my little cousin lost
Smoking weed and he swear he above the law
Still in school tryna get his little hustle off
I tell him nah but he tell me it's the way he gotta (grind)
And he won't stop 'til he locked down
Running wild 'cause he ain't have no pops 'round
Thugging, thinking nothing of it 'til he popped [?]
Another body for the cops to lay the chalk 'round
While others slang bootleg watches to boost they pockets
Loot through projects
Few use logic when loot is the object
It's all about who got it on lock, that grind and

[Chorus: Mibbs]
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you
Everything's gonna be alright
We're gonna make it
I don't worry 'bout nothing no more
Because I'm keeping my faith in you