| Wake up in the morning and I ask myself
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| Am I way too stubborn should I ask for help
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| I was talking on the phone with a homie I know
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| I said I’m going thru some shit he said you mask it well
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| You won’t find the light if you aren’t willing to fail
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| I share my story if you listen, then I’m willing to tell
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| The day I realized life was really all fucked up
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| When people that I thought were happy starting killing themselves
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| Man that type of shit will shake you up
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| But more importantly just humble you and wake you up
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| People ask but I don’t understand the way that it works
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| But all this alcohol I’m drinking probably making it worse
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| I’ve seen too many lives ruined off of taking them perks
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| Stealing from your own mama now you taking her purse
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| I ain’t even mad at you I’m hurt
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| And I’ve known you since a kid this ain’t the type of life you deserve
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| We was sitting sipping 40's at the crib just telling stories
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| Now I’m praying for you hoping that you make it to 40
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| There’s some demons that we’ve all been avoiding
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| But it’s time to face the music 'fore it stops and you ain’t get to enjoy it
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| I’m feeling your pain, I know everything’s changed
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| It’s hard to stay sane, when you’re not okay
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| And I feel no way, about decisions you’ve made
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| I just wanted to say, that I’m feeling your I’m feeling your I’m feeling your
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| pain
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| Rain rain go away can you come back another day
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| While you’re here, and while you stay, can you wash away the pain
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| Can you make it feel okay when there ain’t no one to blame
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| While you’re here, just one time please, wash away the pain
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| Know you sick and tired of the drama and shit
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| It’s been hard for you to focus cuz your mama is sick
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| And she keeps telling you she fine, but you know that she lying
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| Every time you leave the house man you know that she crying
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| And your homies ain’t your homies they just stuck in a trap
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| Cuz you be telling em your dreams and they ain’t fucking with that
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| All they care about is liquor, pussy, money, and weed
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| But they can’t get into the club cuz they can’t cover the fee
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| It’s like the pieces to the puzzle isn’t fitting where you want em
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| Feeling hopeless like you stuck at the bottom
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| But you gonna pull through boy it’s time to be grown
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| Know you heard the other stories time to make it your own
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| It’s time to make it your…
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| When it rains it pours
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| It’s kinda hard to keep it moving when nobody ever gave support
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| I guess it’s easy just to blame the source
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| But I promise that ever won’t change shit boy I know the game sick
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| I’m feeling your pain, I know everything’s changed
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| It’s hard to stay sane, when you’re not okay
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| And I feel no way, about decisions you’ve made
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| I just wanted to say, that I’m feeling your I’m feeling your I’m feeling your
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| pain
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| It’s the like older I get, the colder it gets
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| Tryna keep a clear vision over the mist
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| Just always know that the hope exists yes
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| Cuz I know the feeling of what feeling hopeless is
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| But, homie you gonna bounce back
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| You gonna get around that
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| Discovering your inner strength I can’t believe I found that
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| Used to always turn to the liquid in the brown bag
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| Nah, you don’t wanna go down that Road
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| Every little thing I wrote
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| People told me that It spoke
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| To they muthafucking soul
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| Help them get up out a hole
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| Feel a little less alone
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| And a little more at home
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| Damn I ain’t know it was like that, wow
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| See the rain come down but it don’t last forever
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| And you can’t just live in the past forever
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| And you can’t forecast the weather
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| But once you understand that man you can grasp it better |