Burnin' House
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
Do you feel me now
Do you feel my
Can you hear my sound
Do you feel my pain
Am I getting through
Voices on the brain
I been on this thing
Four walls deep
Shit getting tight
Man wanna be free
Money getting short
I know you know how the story go
The boy might question it all
But the man say that you gotta grow
It's just a young nigga thing
It's just the way that it gotta go
This for the one's at they grandma house
This for the one's at they momma house
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
One time for the one's that lost mind
Reminiscing on the times where I thought about blowing my oblongata
Cus I didn't know my father
Or passing the pot literally I didn't have a dollar
I was down on my luck don't believe in luck now
Looking for love don't believe in trust now
Contemplating all the decisions I made to fuck up my life
And the reason that I'm in this position
Maybe I'm here for the there and down is up
Looking back can't seem to find out what's missing
And it's hate love to all of you faux niggas cus honestly
Fuck niggas that can't keep it real repeatedly
Looking for God
Searching the world
Fixing my flaws
Digging through lies to find out it was me that really needed me
Why was I born into this burning house
Where is my savior when I scream and shout
I look inside and see I'm all alone
Nobody else is home
I can't stop hearing
I can't stop feeling
Why do I keep on fearing
These voices on the brain that got me out of sane
Is this my fate or did I fuck it up
Am I on my path or did I run in mud
Don't believe in faith and don't believe in luck
Just try not to pretend
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
To the lonely ones
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
Do you feel me now
Do you feel my
Can you hear my sound
Do you feel my pain
Am I getting through
Voices on the brain
I been on this thing
Four walls deep
Shit getting tight
Man wanna be free
Money getting short
I know you know how the story go
The boy might question it all
But the man say that you gotta grow
It's just a young nigga thing
It's just the way that it gotta go
This for the one's at they grandma house
This for the one's at they momma house
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
This for the one's on the come up
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
One time for the one's that lost mind
Reminiscing on the times where I thought about blowing my oblongata
Cus I didn't know my father
Or passing the pot literally I didn't have a dollar
I was down on my luck don't believe in luck now
Looking for love don't believe in trust now
Contemplating all the decisions I made to fuck up my life
And the reason that I'm in this position
Maybe I'm here for the there and down is up
Looking back can't seem to find out what's missing
And it's hate love to all of you faux niggas cus honestly
Fuck niggas that can't keep it real repeatedly
Looking for God
Searching the world
Fixing my flaws
Digging through lies to find out it was me that really needed me
Why was I born into this burning house
Where is my savior when I scream and shout
I look inside and see I'm all alone
Nobody else is home
I can't stop hearing
I can't stop feeling
Why do I keep on fearing
These voices on the brain that got me out of sane
Is this my fate or did I fuck it up
Am I on my path or did I run in mud
Don't believe in faith and don't believe in luck
Just try not to pretend
And I'm writing now
To the lonely ones
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Writer(s): Damarcus X
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