God...
I thank you for your timely support
Though supported I still feel abolished (Yeah)
My momma wilding cause her son didn't proceed with honors
My father probably feel the same but say he proud regardless
I'm facing charges put against myself from living folly
Hurt so many hearts surprised I didn't fall apart
You came into my life when I didn't have a bone to love at all
But here you are
Still standing amongst this broken damaged joke of a man
God tried to tell me love was always the plan
Asked if you stan me but hoping that you don't I'm losing focus
Focus fuck I'm feeling rushed to take my family out this boat we just been floating in
I bask in sand
Though I can't tan I'm feeling black as Michael Blackson's hands
Prayer hands to all my fallen and deceased
These children is falling to the streets to get they mama some to eat
Fuck is a job when I can move a rock
You ain't no Dwayne nigga
Niggas play face until they see how bullets graze niggas
Though I'm thankful I didn't have to see that life
My niggas living through it daily this is written through they eyez
Ain't no surprise when I'm high I'm polite
Polite and I'm high
I pay the price from all the times I took attempts at my life, fuck
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
Thankful for your timely support
Though supported I still feel I abort
Though supported I still think I'm imperfect
Among these verses are rehearsals just recorded to bring joy to the world
Am I a slave
I'm too blind to see I bring change
Ain't been changing up my ways I just been changing up my face
And indirectly write about you just to hope you find the place
The time of day to take a listen Lord I pray I just I pray I, fuck
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
God
Do you see us?
Do you hear us?
Should we still fear you most or fear hate?
Lately my heart aches to beat on pace
Lately my mind races to put stories on page
Maybe I'm selfish
Maybe I'm wealthy or maybe
Just maybe
Maybe I belong here
Maybe I should've died
Love is the only answer
Love is only full of lies
Love is what we make it
Love and hate are the same thing
Love
Love
Love
Love
God loves
God loves
Why can't we?
Why can't we?
Though supported I still feel abolished (Yeah)
My momma wilding cause her son didn't proceed with honors
My father probably feel the same but say he proud regardless
I'm facing charges put against myself from living folly
Hurt so many hearts surprised I didn't fall apart
You came into my life when I didn't have a bone to love at all
But here you are
Still standing amongst this broken damaged joke of a man
God tried to tell me love was always the plan
Asked if you stan me but hoping that you don't I'm losing focus
Focus fuck I'm feeling rushed to take my family out this boat we just been floating in
I bask in sand
Though I can't tan I'm feeling black as Michael Blackson's hands
Prayer hands to all my fallen and deceased
These children is falling to the streets to get they mama some to eat
Fuck is a job when I can move a rock
You ain't no Dwayne nigga
Niggas play face until they see how bullets graze niggas
Though I'm thankful I didn't have to see that life
My niggas living through it daily this is written through they eyez
Ain't no surprise when I'm high I'm polite
Polite and I'm high
I pay the price from all the times I took attempts at my life, fuck
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
Thankful for your timely support
Though supported I still feel I abort
Though supported I still think I'm imperfect
Among these verses are rehearsals just recorded to bring joy to the world
Am I a slave
I'm too blind to see I bring change
Ain't been changing up my ways I just been changing up my face
And indirectly write about you just to hope you find the place
The time of day to take a listen Lord I pray I just I pray I, fuck
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
(Who can I call to make these nightmares turn dreams)
I never sleep anymore
(Awake to hear these birds sing)
I heard a creak in the door
Who can I call tell me who can I call
Who can I call when I feel I'm having problems with God
God
Do you see us?
Do you hear us?
Should we still fear you most or fear hate?
Lately my heart aches to beat on pace
Lately my mind races to put stories on page
Maybe I'm selfish
Maybe I'm wealthy or maybe
Just maybe
Maybe I belong here
Maybe I should've died
Love is the only answer
Love is only full of lies
Love is what we make it
Love and hate are the same thing
Love
Love
Love
Love
God loves
God loves
Why can't we?
Why can't we?
Credits
Writer(s): Geremia Paige
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