Chariots
I don't even know who I am
I'm just this mirrored reflection
I gotta flex for the gram, I gotta crop a smile
While these crocodile tears in my hand
I've been obsessed and perplexed
Cause pressure keep steering my plans
All these demands but please understand I'm a simple man
Buying back time in my life relying on rental plans
I've been healing from trauma
So please give my mental a chance
(I've been asleep been bracing this fall God I pray that I land)
(I can't keep waiting on heaven's call gotta say a command)
Sometimes it's heavy lows
Sometimes it's strange embracing my pain only heaven knows
Sometimes I claim to make change I hang on this severed soul
Separation anxiety cause Poppa was never home
It's doors that I've never closed
Is this called shedding flaws?
Is it worth fighting this war while healing my battle scars?
Is music for therapy or do I need a round of applause
Just so that y'all we would love me
I falsified every line do you still trust me? Uh oh
Can you hear me? Hear my soul cry
Can pick me up? Lift me so high
They built me up, to break me down
911 don't let me drown
Cause I can't walk on the water
And I'm no saint like the Father
But I need you to say sumn'
I know you're near now
Chariots reveal now whoa whoa whoa
Don't nobody give a damn!
Don't nobody know my struggle
Aye nobody understands
Ain't nobody help me when I was down
You ain't give a hand!
I'm tired of biting my tongue
I'm tired being humble man
I'm tired of saying I'm lying
I'm tired of really playing myself
Cause reality is I've dealt with some things
But it's much easier just to believe I'm selling you game
Said I'm alright now don't question why I keep yelling I'm sane
I've been coping dealing with problems by myself I'm ok
Aye don't you hear me I'm straight
Don't need no sympathy you don't feel me just get out my face!
Matter of fact you pack your bags
Come get yo' shit out my place!
Cause you wasn't raised on section 8!
You prolly never relate!
You ain't known homicide case!
You watch the first 48!
Yo' folks ain't scrape powder off plates!
You ain't grow up in this hate!
This world don't want us to be great
Sometimes I try to escape!
God I just pray it ain't too late
So if you listening I'm knocking at your gates so c'mon
Can you hear me? Hear my soul cry
Can pick me up? Lift me so high
They built me up, to break me down
911 don't let me drown
Cause I can't walk on the water
And I'm no saint like the Father
But I need you to say sumn'
I know you're near now
Chariots reveal now whoa whoa whoa
I'm just this mirrored reflection
I gotta flex for the gram, I gotta crop a smile
While these crocodile tears in my hand
I've been obsessed and perplexed
Cause pressure keep steering my plans
All these demands but please understand I'm a simple man
Buying back time in my life relying on rental plans
I've been healing from trauma
So please give my mental a chance
(I've been asleep been bracing this fall God I pray that I land)
(I can't keep waiting on heaven's call gotta say a command)
Sometimes it's heavy lows
Sometimes it's strange embracing my pain only heaven knows
Sometimes I claim to make change I hang on this severed soul
Separation anxiety cause Poppa was never home
It's doors that I've never closed
Is this called shedding flaws?
Is it worth fighting this war while healing my battle scars?
Is music for therapy or do I need a round of applause
Just so that y'all we would love me
I falsified every line do you still trust me? Uh oh
Can you hear me? Hear my soul cry
Can pick me up? Lift me so high
They built me up, to break me down
911 don't let me drown
Cause I can't walk on the water
And I'm no saint like the Father
But I need you to say sumn'
I know you're near now
Chariots reveal now whoa whoa whoa
Don't nobody give a damn!
Don't nobody know my struggle
Aye nobody understands
Ain't nobody help me when I was down
You ain't give a hand!
I'm tired of biting my tongue
I'm tired being humble man
I'm tired of saying I'm lying
I'm tired of really playing myself
Cause reality is I've dealt with some things
But it's much easier just to believe I'm selling you game
Said I'm alright now don't question why I keep yelling I'm sane
I've been coping dealing with problems by myself I'm ok
Aye don't you hear me I'm straight
Don't need no sympathy you don't feel me just get out my face!
Matter of fact you pack your bags
Come get yo' shit out my place!
Cause you wasn't raised on section 8!
You prolly never relate!
You ain't known homicide case!
You watch the first 48!
Yo' folks ain't scrape powder off plates!
You ain't grow up in this hate!
This world don't want us to be great
Sometimes I try to escape!
God I just pray it ain't too late
So if you listening I'm knocking at your gates so c'mon
Can you hear me? Hear my soul cry
Can pick me up? Lift me so high
They built me up, to break me down
911 don't let me drown
Cause I can't walk on the water
And I'm no saint like the Father
But I need you to say sumn'
I know you're near now
Chariots reveal now whoa whoa whoa
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