Calling Out To Heaven

I wish you could call heaven
I miss my grandpa
Been a while since I said it
Miss your smile
I know you proud of how I shedded
Know you around
When I'm down feeling shredded
Time to time feeling wreck-less
Yeah I know
But I'm working on myself
So selfless when you feel like
You was put up on a shelf
I know
I know that I got healing to do
But sucks when they trigger
And keep triggering you
I know

So much up on my mind
And really how you deal
Is taking steps at a time
And really I been pacing
And just saying that its fine
What will will be mine
What will is designed
To better me
I could see between the lines
All the jealousy
No nigga no nigga
Not a friend of me
Gave too much
Gave all of me
And I thought it was clutch
That pain run deep
But aint way I give up
Its the same ole me
Aint no way I switch up
Pray on the get up
Stay away from mix up
That devil wear Prada
Watch lil baby flex up
And I'm jus calling out to heaven
A lot of lessons lots of questions
To progression
Obsession with lil baby
Put me in depression
I promise dont suppress it
Had a nigga fessing
Hadda nigga stressing
I know
Had to reach deeper
Too many times slipping
I was dancing with the reaper
Nice to meet ya
Im gone
Catch me in my zone
Kid been on a mission
Did this shit by my lone
Got to get it how you get it
Spend some you make some
No I ain't tripping
Wake up got bake up
Scouting digits
Im on a mission
I was born a star
They want to match the vision