Journal Entry
Why do I feel sad
Is that something I can ask you dad
Is it cuz she ain't hit me up
Five and a half hours have passed
Is it the relation I had
Or is it cuz I feel alone I don't own myself
Make record put it on the shelf
Make something from the sadness felt
All the signs put on my belt
Yea I felt rock it out
Go ahead and walk with pride
Go ahead and walk with stride yea
He's got that look in his eye
Like he isn't gonna stop till his albums talk
Gotta grind none stop
There isn't time to talk
Gotta going while I walk
Oh what is you came here to do
Why do you feel the need to prove yourself
Shit I guess i'm talking to myself
Again
These feelings
Need to be spoken
Sometimes my heart feels likes its been open
Everyones coming round to pound it
I don't understand this or why
I'm a very gentle guy
Gods prescribed
Heaven sent
But struggle paying my rent yea
Should I stop fighting
No
Cuz im not ready go
Hom
Chat on the phone wit my ho
Mies
Lookin for the things that please
Get on my knees thank my god
For the the things
I got to rant on that
Me sayin this and that
Knowing there's more then words attached
Oh what is it came here to
Do you feel the need
Yyeeaa
Is that something I can ask you dad
Is it cuz she ain't hit me up
Five and a half hours have passed
Is it the relation I had
Or is it cuz I feel alone I don't own myself
Make record put it on the shelf
Make something from the sadness felt
All the signs put on my belt
Yea I felt rock it out
Go ahead and walk with pride
Go ahead and walk with stride yea
He's got that look in his eye
Like he isn't gonna stop till his albums talk
Gotta grind none stop
There isn't time to talk
Gotta going while I walk
Oh what is you came here to do
Why do you feel the need to prove yourself
Shit I guess i'm talking to myself
Again
These feelings
Need to be spoken
Sometimes my heart feels likes its been open
Everyones coming round to pound it
I don't understand this or why
I'm a very gentle guy
Gods prescribed
Heaven sent
But struggle paying my rent yea
Should I stop fighting
No
Cuz im not ready go
Hom
Chat on the phone wit my ho
Mies
Lookin for the things that please
Get on my knees thank my god
For the the things
I got to rant on that
Me sayin this and that
Knowing there's more then words attached
Oh what is it came here to
Do you feel the need
Yyeeaa
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Writer(s): Anthony Ward
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