2am Ricky - The Well

Heavenly topics
Conversations with God
Got niggas feeling awkward
Reading rights to his lines
A nigga with some options
A penny with some profits
And Henny get them topless
And d’usse
Make the bitches do what you say
If they sloppy (yeah)
And Mr. Rogers
Ain’t prepare me
For these hard streets (nah)
A couple neighbors
Did a favor
Sent him five feet (wow)
That’s one lesser
Cause his efforts ain’t excite me
When niggas try to spite me
But Satan get behind thee
Cause even saints
Got sinners thoughts
When tempted minds creep
I heard the Father
Tends to favor
Black and blind sheep
And if that’s true
Then I’d be blue
Because I’m beaten
Reflections of the sequence
And taking of the essence
Just to smoke out
All my demons
And choking up
On truths
From false believing
I didn’t mean it
And if my grandmas prayers
We’re true
Then I’m a broken root
That’s still believing
In its bloom
I been talking to God
Hey Rick
You got that head on your shoulders
But are you faithful or you
Focused in bogus
And if I call upon your name
Are you on point
With your posture
And when I give you blessings
Do you blow them
For options
But these girls
They exotic
When I love
I adore them
And you left them golden gates
And Lord,
I gotta explore them
Lonely thoughts
And empty wounds they leave
I gotta ignore them
But what about the pain
They leave
I call those scars
They stab you to your soul
And then they
Call those flaws
But what about a light
That could remove
Those darks
But what all would it take
Well what if
It’s Just your heart
And what if it’s the truth
Well at least it’s a thought
And I heard they call that faith
Well at least it’s a just start
And I be drowning in her drips
But at least
It’s just a drop
I know it’s fishes in the sea
But keep
At least just a flock
And am I speaking out of reason
Or is it the Ciroc
Or what

Written by:
Jackson Vines

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