MoeMoney - I'm Trynna Change

Lord forgive me I know that I tend to sin a lot
Grew up with broken toys it was destined for me to bend them blocks
Bros locked down & I'm tired of screaming free them
They coming home to parole & a curfew that shit ain't freedom
Our people starving for food for thought nobody trying to feed em
Social media the newest boss they let followers lead em
I got demons in my closet
Angels on my dresser
Obituaries from my niggas buried got me fed up
We dream different over here, they don't know what it's like
We wake up praying for shit they already owe us in life
Cuz we ain't have no upper hand or advantages most our parents is
Either dead or in jail with no chances of reappearances
When the dream fade & the vision get distorted
If you ain't got no plan B your mission get aborted
Them odds stacked against us & the system get us slaughtered
They enslaving all our sons & belittling our daughters
But the dream is to change & to grow through this shit
So the ones behind me never gotta go through this shit
Them drunk nights with the gang ain't help me cope through this shit
Throwing up the set just showed me how gross it could get
You could choose to either learn the ropes or use them shits to hang you
Day dreaming about them chains not knowing nightmares come with chains too
Don't let the money change you
Make it to maintain you
Get your affairs in order, before them shits come back & rearrange you
Lord forgive me I know that I tend to sin a lot
Grew up with broken toys I guess I was destined to bend them blocks
But I swear to you I'm trying to change
This jungle ain't like Jumanji, I don't see no way out the game
Lord forgive me I know that I tend to sin a lot
Grew up with broken toys I guess I was destined to bend them blocks
But I swear to you I'm trying to change
This jungle ain't like Jumanji, I don't see no way out the game

Written by:
Moses Santana

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