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Hook:
Have you seen someone who couldn’t be helped
Pray for him like God Himself
Have you seen someone who couldn’t be helped
Pray for him like God Himself/
Verse:
Can’t believe I slipped this far
At my grandma’s crib in a room full of darkness
My heartless days behind me, caught the shakes like a seasoned junky
My mistakes now the shorty that I love don’t want me
I was sure, I’m untouchable at best
Now I’m sitting here with pains in my chest,
My mind can’t rest
Body weak from the shakes
It’s been weeks losing weight
I’m petite out of shape
Stress still on my face and I ain’t, I ain’t really peep them warning signs
Now I can’t control all these thoughts of mine
All these cloudy days start to intertwine
Debating should I leave this cruel world behind
Suicide, is you stupid what’s wrong with you
Man I don’t know what else to do
All the people that I hurt, all the wreckage left under debris
Blame that shit on Abree
Nah I blame it on me
That bitch laced you, you gon' cry & forgive
Is you fucking out your mind, you gon' die she gone live
Well what you want me to do
Retrace my steps, plot on her death
Can’t even think straight, I ain’t got no fight left
I been falling way before we crossed paths so this the culmination
Since I left New York
This deterioration
Been non stop on a snowball effect
Big enough for the abominable
Tight as abdominal
Pain stricken, Bullshitting
Life took its turn for the worse
Now I’m cursed, wish this verse, could reverse, to my birth
To a start over, makeover, takeover Lord
Tell me what you need from your boy
I’m here lying to my grandparents, letting them down
Laying down in my own guilt, miss Obama win the election
Got this collection of failure what do I turn to
Use that failure for food and let it burn you
Wait, God?
Don’t ask questions son, just follow my lead
Spread your voice to the masses, let your conscience be free
Yes sir
I'mma follow indeed, just help me to get right and I’ll forever believe 'Cause I’m falling
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"Satan’s Voice":
I told you I get you my nigga', yeah
I told you if you leave your safety I’ll kill you my nigga', yeah
I put that blunt up in your hand just so I can conceal yah, yeah
Then like a weapon pull you out 'cause it’s time to reveal yah
As a loser, you a failure, I’m gon’ cut off your life span
Yeah I took your insurance you ain’t under no God’s plan
You mine now,
Think I’m gon’ keep you in this room
And let you rot in your misery 'til your sorrow consumes
You, hang up
Dial tone, mah’ fucker this what happens
When you stray too far from home and go get reckless with your actions
Smoke some funky shit and got you on a bad reaction
Now your life is in my hands
Hahahaha
Justo Verse:
God I’m sorry please I messed up
Chasing this lust
I put faith in the wrong substance now my angels are dust
The voices telling me I’m finished are they lying or what
I tried to do the right thing,
Bro' you defiant as fuck
Yo I ain’t talking to you
Well guess what nigga' now I’m in charge
You had a lot of time to change now you here crying to God
Pathetic
Yo fuck your message man I swear I’mma change
Don’t let me die like this
Don’t leave my momma in pain
I swear I just smoked a blunt, I ain’t ask for cocaine
And whatever the hell else got me feeling insane
I’m out here screwing all these girls with only one on my brain
I don’t want her to see me die like this with all my shame
Bro' you lame, it’s time to finish you and fuck your potential
So sad, you was type nice with all your words with a pencil
Bet you wish you had erasers
Ready to meet your maker, guess who
It’s yours truly say hi to the undertaker, Hi
Lord I’m begging you take my hand
This a bad detour, I know this ain’t in your plan
My life mean more than this
More than a conqueror, I’m a man
You get me out of this, I’ll always follow your command, Damn
What’s that thing I used to say before I sleep
If I should die before I wake, I pray my soul for you to keep
I’m feeling like I’m drifting man this feeling got me weak
I’m sorry for all my sins if these the last words I speak
Forgive me
Hook:
I thought you loved to sin, I thought you loved the lust
What you gon’ blame this on depression oh man, I heard enough
But yo I thought you love the fire, living dangerously
Now what happened
Changed your mind you can’t hang with us G
I smell pussy
Is that you Just, Is that you Just
I smell pussy
Is that you Just, fine,
Keep this nigga' yo he corny as fuck
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