Keys, Wallet, Phone, God (feat. Jamila Woods)

Found myself a home, this house is not alone
This heart is where the phone is, please pick up from tone
I been awake in lies, a nightmare through the day
I carry all these bags, one clear warning, out my way
I'm a wall on the fly
The caged bird cries
I know why, I know why, I know why

What you do not need, you must leave it behind you
What you do not need, you must leave it behind you
What you do not need, you must leave it behind you
What you do not need, you must leave it behind you

Got a lot of stuff in my pocket now
I pray to my God, pray it don't weigh me down, no
How you gon' look at the ground but ask for the sun?
And how you gon' ask for the time but not look at your watch? Oh
They used to feelin' now, I was feeling your ceilin' now
Crackin' the ceilin' now, was not healin' now

And when they walk, walk home
And you got no more room for love
When it rains, it floods
And when it's all said and done
I can't leave no house without my God
Keys, wallet, phone, God? Check (check)



Credits
Writer(s): Jamila Woods, Peter Wilkins
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