(I ain't even gon' cap)
(It's a good way to cope, (Good way to cope)
(Yeah)
Prayed for my family today, ain't pray for repentance
It's too late, first time in the studio
Too grey, I been counting my days
Its a good way to coup, bad jokes on the daily
I ain't even gon' front
I'm back, you be living daily in the past
Prayed for my life, it's too ways to cross that platform
(Aye, you don't wanna cross that platform)
Aye, Living day to day don't thin
Now you tryna be my friend, yeah I got days
Like I don't wanna be here on earth, praying I can see my days
Much better, how many times you write the letter?
Man, you know he ain't calling you back?
I'm tryna relax, I'm tryna go back to the days where my momma can say-
You ain't gotta be like that no more
You don't got read everyone in that room
They don't gon' hurt you when Momma around
Steady listening to sounds, daily
How you gon listen to "maybe"?
It's either you can or you won't, don't blame on me for your pity
It's witty with me in my home
(Aye)
Wick of the candle it's lit, you don't gotta open your heart just vent
Vent out, I been searching for the keys of my pent house
So how bout you give a go, and lemme alone
It's rough on the edges around here
(Aye)
It's hereditary, witness running round the corner it's seminary
Jehovah tryna catch up, I ain't playing games with the pastor
I ain't never wanted back up, now I'm back up from the gutter
Never again, listening to y'all
Talking bout the wrong god, it ain't my God
It's not, I gave what I got
(I gave what I got)
I did whole lot, (I did a whole lot)
I gave it to God, (I gave it to-)
(I gave it to-)
Man, I'm talking bout Jesus
I ain't talking bout yeezus
You ain't gotta be like that no more
You don't got read everyone in that room
They don't gon' hurt you when Momma around
You ain't gotta be like that no more
You don't got read everyone in that room
They don't gon' hurt you when Momma around