KING BREEZE - Help

You know going through shit, that's a part of life, my nigga
Hey God, what up
You know who it is
Dear God, can you hear me

I'm done
It's your lost child, but your favorite fucked up
Everything I try to do right, goes wrong
I'm broken, but I'm trying to hold on

Dear God, can you hear me
I'm done
It's your lost child, but your favorite fucked up
Everything I try to do right, goes wrong

I'm broken, but I'm trying to hold on
Crazy when I check out my life, I'm a human sacrifice
Everything seems to go wrong, but things going right
Got the love of my life, got blessed with three beautiful kids

Role model to my son, who mimicked everything I did
Wake up with some happiness, miserable in a certain sense
Made a couple mistakes, critical when you circumvent
I thank God every day that I had a chance to live through it

People praying on my downfall, well that was evident
My youngest son's mom told me I was a deadbeat
Wage thought that would hurt me
It's funny how that girl think I could talk about the clowns that had between her legs

What's the use of that
Fuck it, I'd be the bigger man
Always talk to Britt, teach her life, give her tips
She so emotional, I'm thinking, like she'll, never get this shit

You don't understand the pain, but you gotta remain the person that you is
That's the only way that you can change
Dear God, can you hear me
I'm done

It's your lost child, but your favorite fucked up
Everything I try to do right, goes wrong
I'm broken, but I'm trying to hold on
Dear God, can you hear me

I'm done
It's your lost child, but your favorite fucked up
Everything I try to do right, goes wrong
I'm broken, but I'm trying to hold on

But I won't build for this shit, I'd be dead
People talk about it, and I love the way I live
All my mistakes, that's the shit that made me great
Impatient just with this life, so I went ahead to take

Man, my destiny is mine, I don't give a fuck about how you feel
If it is what it is, then fuck you, let's keep it real
You don't eat, and I shit
I'm just saying a lil backwards, but it seem like I fucked up

That's the way that y'all be acting, I ain't fucked up
Maybe y'all the ones that drive me crazy
I don't understand, memory is getting hazy
If you weren't there for me when I was in the pen

When I picked up the pen and put my life through a pen
They thought that I was down, now I'm back at it again
Just like Khaled, I'm a win, baby win
R.I.P. to Al Davis, man it don't make sense

I just said it cause it fit in, cause I'm built like this
Thanks for watching

Written by:
King Munford

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