LRP Dyl - Talking To God

Start to the year, I lost my bro I really learned the way things go
Talkin' to God why world so cold? Demons want me, no they want my soul
I know God know I'm pure in the heart I like melodic and I like guitar
I don't care how you look, I care who you are

I don't care about your money, I don't care about your car, run from my problems, no, I gotta charge
If you run away, then you not goin' far I feel your pain, I have every scar
Wish I could leave and live with the stars my daddy in jail, relations don't work
If I get a girl, I'm putting her first I'm overprotective, it could be worse

Can't call my dawg, we talk through the dirt
Follow your steps, I don't wanna burn
These demons keep comin', they takin' their turn, the things that I got, yeah, I had to earn
They promote violence, a kill confirmed, this not a call of duty, people feel this hurt
People get played, then people wanna merk know I'm not perfect, I get dumb when I'm turnt

Out late at night, I know you get concerned, talkin' to God, I talk to the sky
We got people gone, I still wonder why I hope they see heaven, I hope they see light
Don't know where I'm goin', so I'm scared to die I don't know where you are, hope you know I miss you
I'm really mad, I let em go get you, you had a big dream, you had a big wish too

I know you ain't perfect, and you had your issues
God, I'm ready to talk, point where you want, I'm ready to walk
I gotta stay careful, they ready to pop, wonder where you at, cause I'm here where you not
They shootin' at you, then I'll take the shot, tell you the truth, you know I'm not bought

Alone in my life, you all that I got
Start to the year I lost my bro, I really learned the way things go
Talkin' to God, why the world so cold? Demons want me, no, they want my soul
I know God know I'm pure in the heart I like melodic and I like guitar

I don't care how you look, I care who you are I don't care about your money, I don't care about your car
Run from my problems, no, I gotta charge If you run away, then you not goin' far
I feel your pain, I have every scar, wish I could leave and live with the stars
My daddy in jail, relations don't work If I get a girl, I'm putting her first

I'm overprotective, it could be worse, can't call my dog, we talk through the dirt

Written by:
Dylan Crockett

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