Survivors Guilt
It's been too long
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
I told 'em cut they losses
Survivor's guilt is exhausting
I used to mine the field that I was lost in
I ain't find nothing, I was found though
Sad thing is the team standing out of bounds though
Satan gotta make his rounds though
Sidelines and bleachers, cursed by the teachers
Wonder if I didn't leave ya, then I could still reach ya
Tunnel vision deceiving, misery is misleading
I know a Father, you need him, His love is the sweetest
His love is the sweetest
Crushin on babes
Runnin on waves
Although I can't swim
Shootin my shot
Passin the rock
Cause I can't touch rim
All these dreams die
I don't know why
Feels like I'm on Sims
Think ima cry
I don't wanna try
What if I trust Him?
It's been too long
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
Don't kill my vibe, moment of silence
Promise I'll try to end the violence
Trauma arise, killing the conscious
Promise I'll ride, I got my license
Waiting on pitfalls
Niagara will fall
Niggas will fall too
Building the plan up
I'm building the man up
They hoping it fall through
I got the blueprint
And I see the red lines
And You see that it's the timing
I know I ain't ready
I turn to the wrong things
When pressure get heavy
I know it's too heavy for any man
My niggas was deep in a minivan
By grace, they will pull up to heaven
Need the GPS to find a way
What's the address for heavens gate
If I don't go preach the good news I will never know the eta
That's what you get when you waiting on man
That's a tip for you, yea
Free Khy
At this point, I'll do the bid for you
I know I shoulda been there for you
Yea shoulda been there for you
Free Khy
At this point, I'll do the bid for you
I know I shoulda been there for you
Yea shoulda been there for you
It's been too long
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
Don't kill my vibe, moment of silence
Promise I'll try to end the violence
Trauma arise, killing the conscious
Promise I'll ride, I got my license
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
I told 'em cut they losses
Survivor's guilt is exhausting
I used to mine the field that I was lost in
I ain't find nothing, I was found though
Sad thing is the team standing out of bounds though
Satan gotta make his rounds though
Sidelines and bleachers, cursed by the teachers
Wonder if I didn't leave ya, then I could still reach ya
Tunnel vision deceiving, misery is misleading
I know a Father, you need him, His love is the sweetest
His love is the sweetest
Crushin on babes
Runnin on waves
Although I can't swim
Shootin my shot
Passin the rock
Cause I can't touch rim
All these dreams die
I don't know why
Feels like I'm on Sims
Think ima cry
I don't wanna try
What if I trust Him?
It's been too long
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
Don't kill my vibe, moment of silence
Promise I'll try to end the violence
Trauma arise, killing the conscious
Promise I'll ride, I got my license
Waiting on pitfalls
Niagara will fall
Niggas will fall too
Building the plan up
I'm building the man up
They hoping it fall through
I got the blueprint
And I see the red lines
And You see that it's the timing
I know I ain't ready
I turn to the wrong things
When pressure get heavy
I know it's too heavy for any man
My niggas was deep in a minivan
By grace, they will pull up to heaven
Need the GPS to find a way
What's the address for heavens gate
If I don't go preach the good news I will never know the eta
That's what you get when you waiting on man
That's a tip for you, yea
Free Khy
At this point, I'll do the bid for you
I know I shoulda been there for you
Yea shoulda been there for you
Free Khy
At this point, I'll do the bid for you
I know I shoulda been there for you
Yea shoulda been there for you
It's been too long
Since I left the city
And though I know the truth
I know what lies in the city
Big dreams die in the city
Don't kill my vibe, moment of silence
Promise I'll try to end the violence
Trauma arise, killing the conscious
Promise I'll ride, I got my license
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Webster
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