Jealous
I'm feeling
How do I become what I know that I'll be one day?
I'm feeling jealous of my future self
Pursuing a vision if you wanna help
I do this for you I don't do it for wealth
I'm doing it different I'm moving in stealth
The dude on a mission to prove what he sells
Is music as well as truly therapeutic as hell
I'll tell you from personal burdens the damage
The human condition can do to your health
It's brutal as hell, still we all gotta live with it
If we're all made in God's image
Then we probably ain't really built different
How it feel swimming while you witness the ship sinking?
You thinking your thin skin is a real prison
Well then find the passion that'll nourish your spirit
Then make every dollar a meal ticket, I'm full
Hungry and full of myself
Feeling awful and I'm feeling myself
Was tiptoeing closer to kill
But I'll stay for a while
Pray for survival, then Josh came by and gave me a bible
Still haven't read it, I'm feeling pathetic
I said I'd begin it today, but maybe tomorrow
He told me to start with the book of Matthew
It's hard to deny the existence of God when he looking at you
In spite of that I wouldn't put it past you
Bless
At you, there was a time when I couldn't stand you
Now I be trying to get Jeremiah 29:11 as a tattoo
The Good Book isn't past due
My future self, told me that I was declining my health
Why would I so vehemently deny I need help
When I need help, my skin was burning bad but I couldn't smell
I couldn't feel it, my mind and my spirit put rhyme over lyric
For 5 or so years, I was blind to my ears
And my eyes couldn't hear me, but now I see clearly
It's different lately, now all my writtens crazy
Now every lyric I spit amazing
Now picture this; if I just didn't make it
All the music I didn't make and I wouldn't get the chance to
Now I'll speak to God in public like Chance do
After I crumbled and fell, he put me back together strong as a statue
Now there ain't nothing I can't do
Tonight Ima open the book of Matthew
Hard to deny the existence of God when he looking at you
In spite of that I wouldn't put it past you
Bless
At you, there was a time when I couldn't stand you
Now I be trying to get Jeremiah 29:11 as a tattoo
The Good Book isn't past due
How do I
How do I become what I know that I'll be one day?
How do I become what I know that I'll be one day?
I'm feeling jealous of my future self
Pursuing a vision if you wanna help
I do this for you I don't do it for wealth
I'm doing it different I'm moving in stealth
The dude on a mission to prove what he sells
Is music as well as truly therapeutic as hell
I'll tell you from personal burdens the damage
The human condition can do to your health
It's brutal as hell, still we all gotta live with it
If we're all made in God's image
Then we probably ain't really built different
How it feel swimming while you witness the ship sinking?
You thinking your thin skin is a real prison
Well then find the passion that'll nourish your spirit
Then make every dollar a meal ticket, I'm full
Hungry and full of myself
Feeling awful and I'm feeling myself
Was tiptoeing closer to kill
But I'll stay for a while
Pray for survival, then Josh came by and gave me a bible
Still haven't read it, I'm feeling pathetic
I said I'd begin it today, but maybe tomorrow
He told me to start with the book of Matthew
It's hard to deny the existence of God when he looking at you
In spite of that I wouldn't put it past you
Bless
At you, there was a time when I couldn't stand you
Now I be trying to get Jeremiah 29:11 as a tattoo
The Good Book isn't past due
My future self, told me that I was declining my health
Why would I so vehemently deny I need help
When I need help, my skin was burning bad but I couldn't smell
I couldn't feel it, my mind and my spirit put rhyme over lyric
For 5 or so years, I was blind to my ears
And my eyes couldn't hear me, but now I see clearly
It's different lately, now all my writtens crazy
Now every lyric I spit amazing
Now picture this; if I just didn't make it
All the music I didn't make and I wouldn't get the chance to
Now I'll speak to God in public like Chance do
After I crumbled and fell, he put me back together strong as a statue
Now there ain't nothing I can't do
Tonight Ima open the book of Matthew
Hard to deny the existence of God when he looking at you
In spite of that I wouldn't put it past you
Bless
At you, there was a time when I couldn't stand you
Now I be trying to get Jeremiah 29:11 as a tattoo
The Good Book isn't past due
How do I
How do I become what I know that I'll be one day?
Credits
Writer(s): Jmzk Mccool, Joseph Mayer
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