Tales of a Lost Soul
I been a slave of this world
so I know what it's like
trying to survive in the hood
slinging white on white
I been in bad situations literally staring at danger
from home invasions to robberies
totting four fifth bangers
It ain't hard to see how things have changed
we living in our last days
and on these streets niggas ain't playing
I ain't seeking to be rich or have all kinds of women
cause I'm a leave the way I came out
probably wit some bruises & stitches
It seems to me in this world I was all alone
so I was in a lot of places where the gangsta's roam
my mother always asked me why I was so mad
but ma, what's the future of a young black child without his dad
ain't it sad I was going threw places trying to be accepted
I was looking for love so my heart got helpless
Naw I ain't looking for sympathy
I just want y'all to feel my pain
I remember the day I got saved
I knew my life would never be the same
I put the clutch on my life
to put things in cruise control
but ever since my father passed
I seen a lot of family drama unfold
people asking how many copies I sold
like I'm looking for recognition
I'm just thankful for the people
who opened their ears & listened
I'm on a new mission trying to get my fam in heaven
telling them what God told me bout curses & blessings
this is the "Depths Of A Lost Soul"
I chose to take this road
It was too hot in the streets
so I guess a lot of hearts turned cold.
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