Sometime I feel God play a wicked
Game game game
That's the Devil's works
Yeah that's the Devil's work
Sometime I feel
God play a wicked game
Why you let the Devil do his thing
Thats the Devil's work
Yeah that's the Devil's Work
Wishing for another day
To hear y'all voice again
That's the Devil's work
Yeah that's the Devil's Work
I have ate so many tears in my life
I don't like salt
Hard to see a nigga go
Before its his time
We the same age lost three friend
Our kids use to play
Backyard BBQ's music blasting
Like house party Kid and Play
Crazy you ain't breathing
Your spirit gone
Wish you miss that flight dawg
Them niggas usually delayed
You set your kids up
I mean money they good
But that ain't going to fill
The void of losing you
Wish I could be there for them
As much as I wanted to
Can't imagine how they feeling Barley old enough to comprehend
How you explain to a young kid
He never see his dad again
This the part of life
Your mind probably block out
To help your mind cope the pain
Ain't even old enough
To drink it away
I hurt for all three of y'all wives
I look up to all of y'all
Now y'all looking down on me
Funny how the tables turn
But they been spinning lately
Like roulette
I gamble to bring you back
Wish I could make that bet
Where the Vegas strip
Sometime I feel
God play a wicked game
Why you let the Devil do his thing
Thats the Devil's work
Yeah that's the Devil's Work
Wishing for another day
To hear y'all voice again
That's the Devil's work
Yeah that's the Devil's work
We all Got expiration date
Hope to this point
You lived a life worth living
Tomorrow never promise
Not given
We all know we
Ain't gone live forever
But it still hurts when death happens
Our life fall backs into shambles
Grieving gotta be one of the
Hardest emotions
You really never get over it
Although life goes on
It will never be the same song
Like no repeat
The feeling of hurt I have down deep
Be eating at me
Like a tapeworm
Seriously sensitive when it comes
To this matter
I don't got many friends
When I connect with you it's deep
May not talk for years
But can call me up
We talk like we always speak
Remember people you love
Need loving back
Don't wait until it's to late
Give them people they flowers
While they can still smell them
Sometime I feel
God play a wicked game
Why you let the Devil do his thing
Thats the Devil's work
Yeah that's the Devil's Work
Wishing for another day
To hear y'all voice again
That's the Devil's work
Yeah That's the Devil's work