Cameron Dominique - Lost

Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call
Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call

Yeah, another sleepless night, my celly sleeping tight
I'm tryna write this appeal, I'm tryna keep the fight
Ain't eat tonight, shit the CO was tripping
Gotta be careful what I say, these niggas in here be snitching
I ain't envision, my life behind bars, but I don't need yo pity
See I envisioned myself, as king of the city
This city gritty, but can't hold me down
I love cash money and bitches, CMB, Nino Brown
They sat me down, and gave me life for crimes I ain't commit
Shit I ain't perfect, but I ain't deserve this punishment
I cry and vent at night, praying that my people right
If I trust in God, then things gon' be alright
But every time I close my eyes to try and sleep, I see my mother weep
Driving five hours every week, to show her love is deep
But as we speak, I see she's weak, and scared to be alone
Momma, I pray you forgive, and God can bring me home

Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call
Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call

Yeah, another sleepless night, I pray for peace tonight
I pray for all of the mothers, that know this grief and fight
Lord it ain't right, what they done did to my baby
Don't get me wrong, he wasn't perfect, but this here is just crazy
Maybe you blame me, for spoiling my boy, or dealing with his father
Shit if I knew he was married, I would've never bothered
A baby momma, I became, but still, I ain't complain
While I was working long hours, my baby turned to gangs
Looking for love and acceptance, but had no father figure
I guess the next best thing, was niggas with founding figures
They jumped him in, gave him his rag, and it was on poppin'
Every weekend, candlelight vigils, for the bodies droppin'
Now every time I try to sleep, I see my baby weep
Was I just too rough on him, try a different technique
Cause as we speak, he seems so bleak, I fear he's all alone
Baby, I pray you forgive, and God can bring you home

Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call
Lord I'm coming to you, I'm lost
Can you please pick up, my calls
Lord, I'm coming to you, cause I don't know what to do
And I ain't have no one else to call

Written by:
Cameron Dominique

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