Oh Lord

What do you do when it feels like
You don't know who to talk to
Who to turn to
It ain't too many options
So you gotta go to the source

Oh, Lord
I don't want to spazz out
No, Lord
I don't want the fast route
Woah, Lord
I'm here with my hands out
I just need direction, Lord
I don't wanna crash out

Been runnin' too fast
I ain't even take no time to ask
My foot on the gas
Ain't took no breaks
I ain't take no time to look in the grass
To see no snakes, Now look at the mass
They all in the past
It shattered my heart
Broke it like glass
(Glass, glass, glass)
(Yeah) Then I woke up with a empty cup
And it got filled up
Now I'm feeling built up
And I ain't step on nobody to do it
Ain't copy nobody to do it
Ain't back door nobody to do it
God gave me a plan, and I executed
Yeah, Now that's major
And I ain't even tombout no wagers
Shoot straight forward, like rangers
Hold up, let me peel back some layers
And I ain't even tombout no strangers
That cut me deep like a razor
And I wouldn't never thought it would taper
Friendships straight crumbled like paper
(Sheesh, Dang) I thought we was neighbors
But I guess that's life, what a vapor (uh, uh)

Oh, Lord
I don't want to spazz out
No, Lord
I don't want the fast route
Woah, Lord
I'm here with my hands out
I just need direction, Lord
I don't wanna crash out

Aye, really, tell me, what's the deal
I'm feeling like, can't nobody keep it real
Only the real ones know how it feel
And err'body else they done sealed that deal with me
But they'll never tell it (huuuh)
Let 'em tell it, they ain't neva' need me
Never bit a hand, that a feed me
But I guess you different when you bleed greed
(Whew)
You broke yo' word, now I'm callin' treason
Heart on my sleeve now, I'm just letting you read it
Let me talk, Cause its part of my grieving
I'm here to tell you, I know looks can be deceiving
After I promise, I'm done with it
Finally, I done had fun with it
Keep pushing yo' narrative
I know you probably run with it
I just wanted all the facts out
So I made a song, like a trackout
The last bout for I spazz out
I know God got me
I won't crash out

Oh, Lord
I don't want to spazz out
No, Lord
I don't want the fast route
Woah, Lord
I'm here with my hands out
I just need direction, Lord
I don't wanna crash out

Woah, I don't, I don't
Wanna Spazz Out (Spazz Out)
No, Lord
Want the Fast Route
Lord, I'm here with my hands out
I just need direction, Lord
I don't wanna Crash Out, Crash Out

Woah, woah
Spazz Out, Spazz Out
Woah, woah
Fast Route, Fast Route
Lord, I'm here with my hands out
I just need direction, Lord (Woah)
I don't wanna Crash Out, Crash Out



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Writer(s): Tarcea Renee
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