Long Road

Lotta shit you hardly speak on
Cause once that karma reign, it's God they gotta lean on it's been in motion

Stomach rollin', shit ain't sit well
My phone was buzzin', tapped my woadies fa the intel

You been a hater

Mic check
One two

Got a lot more heart than the men you pledge and touch yo chest foe
Blessings in my section, I got brethren I can't stress on
Seen a difference uh
Problems that just clouded out my visions
Battles bout forgiveness
Tryna aim for better livin', I seen a bigger picture
Lotta talk behind the bro's
Asked what niggas on
But its peace when I'm alone, not my homies yea
Tryna rattle out my fence uh
Times when I was pissed
Never thought that they would listen, I was lonely yea
Niggas in my head uh
Bitches that mislead me
Lotta tension in the air, I been up stressing uh
Problems that was dead uh
Karma couldn't bare it
Lotta solace in my wellness, never fazed me yea
Rapping what you on
Save that shit fa home
Lotta talent I was holdin', they controlled me yea
Gotta say the shit you don't uh
Make em think you strong
Tryna act like these ya brodies but they phony uh

Turnt fa the dolla, turnt for the green
I seen too many push they self to the bottom, crutchin' they dreams yea

Hustle fa mama
Hustle fa me

So many trials that had us down fa the longest I tried to leave and it's been a

Long road
Long road
Long road
Long road

No one I can call home
Call home
Call home
Call home

And I tried to have forgiveness
Niggas plottin' they just lying for these bitches yea

Wonder why my heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold

And I tried to have forgiveness
Niggas plottin' they just lying for these bitches yea

Wonder why my heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold

Just see ya self inside of my shoes, stare out that window
Live ya life without confiding in rules, then you can feel me uh
Niggas tried to switch huh
And on my mama they not solid as you think
They be gossiping like bitches
Fronting on they mans huh
They do whatever just to undermine yo plans heh
Niggas say my life been outta pocket, take a seat tuh
But bitch my life been outta pocket, what you mean
Lotta darkness in my old soul
Tryna find my inner peace
But I always found confinement in these beats
Said I always found confinement in these uh
Said I always found confinement in these beats yo yo

And it's been a long road
Long road
Long road
Long road

No one I can call home
Call home
Call home
Call home

And I tried to have forgiveness
Niggas plottin' they just lying for these bitches yea

Wonder why my heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold

And I tried to have forgiveness
Niggas plottin' they just lying for these bitches yea

Wonder why my heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold
Heart cold



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Hartman
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