One day
Lost in the cold screaming these
word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
Ten years past mama never
Came back still
Dear god i know you're the
Only one i could ask this
But i know not to bother you
I can't discern your tactics
And if i try i'll probably fool
Myself with my undestanding
I don't really understand this
life on the long run
The memories that matters
Are those you shared with your loved ones
Only left with the flashbacks
When reality is long gone
Dear gini if you really grant
Wishes then i gat some
Bring those i really love and
Leave back those i don't
I know to you it sound selfish
But to me grace abound
Mike is wildn out a young
Up and coming dude
They say my pen game sicker i
Just hope the shiit is true
Cause i'm so down to earth
Hoping that my pen game pays
Dear god if you're really
Listening as your men says
Pay attention to the life of mike and help make way
Already put in work i pray it
Work and then i'll say praises
Lost in the cold screaming
These word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
This one is for the weak the
Feeble minded and the frail
You got to put in work and
If you don't you will fail
And if you fail you should
Pick up your shaddle and try again
If you believe in jesus christ
I recommend you say the grace
See i'm not saying the whole
Shiit is what i've figured out
I just fgure route
I've figured ways to make
Figure being a public figure
Hope you understand the
Picture better still i'll paint a
Bigger picture
Chase your dreams or better
still chase money
They both work in hands just
Lace your shoes and start running
One day's gon be one day
Your story's gon change
From being a nigga in the
Foot wagon to the one in range
I wasn't born with a silver
Spoon or a golden one
Men it was pap growing
Up its like i never had golden morn
Rough start but now i'm
Feeling like the choosen one
I've paid my dues already
Now i'm getting help from the holy ones
Lost in the cold screaming
These word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
This one is for the weak the
Feeble minded and the frail
You got to put in work and
If you don't you will fail
And if you fail you should pick up your shaddle and try again
word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
Ten years past mama never
Came back still
Dear god i know you're the
Only one i could ask this
But i know not to bother you
I can't discern your tactics
And if i try i'll probably fool
Myself with my undestanding
I don't really understand this
life on the long run
The memories that matters
Are those you shared with your loved ones
Only left with the flashbacks
When reality is long gone
Dear gini if you really grant
Wishes then i gat some
Bring those i really love and
Leave back those i don't
I know to you it sound selfish
But to me grace abound
Mike is wildn out a young
Up and coming dude
They say my pen game sicker i
Just hope the shiit is true
Cause i'm so down to earth
Hoping that my pen game pays
Dear god if you're really
Listening as your men says
Pay attention to the life of mike and help make way
Already put in work i pray it
Work and then i'll say praises
Lost in the cold screaming
These word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
This one is for the weak the
Feeble minded and the frail
You got to put in work and
If you don't you will fail
And if you fail you should
Pick up your shaddle and try again
If you believe in jesus christ
I recommend you say the grace
See i'm not saying the whole
Shiit is what i've figured out
I just fgure route
I've figured ways to make
Figure being a public figure
Hope you understand the
Picture better still i'll paint a
Bigger picture
Chase your dreams or better
still chase money
They both work in hands just
Lace your shoes and start running
One day's gon be one day
Your story's gon change
From being a nigga in the
Foot wagon to the one in range
I wasn't born with a silver
Spoon or a golden one
Men it was pap growing
Up its like i never had golden morn
Rough start but now i'm
Feeling like the choosen one
I've paid my dues already
Now i'm getting help from the holy ones
Lost in the cold screaming
These word out loud
One day i'll be something
Lost till i'm found screaming
My dreams out loud
One day i'll be something
This one is for the weak the
Feeble minded and the frail
You got to put in work and
If you don't you will fail
And if you fail you should pick up your shaddle and try again
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Writer(s): Michael Adedapo
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