Losing Grace (feat. Reggie)

I losin' with my faith

I be losing grace

I be losing weight

Lately I be smoking lots for the pain

Sometimes it's gets me carried away

Swings me up a lil bit paranoid

Could tell from my face

It's been years and the trauma is still meddling with my sane

I losin' with my faith

I be losing grace

I be losing weight

Lately I be smoking lots for the pain

Sometimes it's gets me carried away

Swings me up a lil bit paranoid

Could tell from my face

It's been years and the trauma is still meddling with my sane

Nothing was the same

Nothing was the same

I get it

I know things will have to change

I know my mama out there

Worried, stressing 'bout my ways

Asking 'bout my mental health

She knew how I took shit deep

She knows how shit really made me felt

She knows how I'm secretive with stuff

Pain built that's how I dealt

Not really feeling sorry

When my action is clear, pull op

Going to be whole new story in 'em hood

Swinging knives in 'em cams

That's how they dealt (yeahh)

For what's worth I ride for my broski, yeah, yeah

For the times the system couldn't control me, yeah, yeah

Slept in dirt places was dealing with situations here and there

I was young and dumb

I felt life wasn't fair

Yeah, I've been losing grace

But I'm sure I'm gon' be great

Lately I've been stepping with ma broskis

Nothing been paying me

It's like I'm goin brazy

Now my shits ain't wavy

Lord you better come save me

Save me

Come save me

But I'm still stepping on my toes

Working hard with the broskis

Ain't no give up shit in our circle

We all about the trophies

Wanna make it big and cover ma mouth with some gold teeth

Mama told me, keep, keep going in

I losin' with my faith

I be losing grace

I be losing weight

Lately I be smoking lots for the pain

Sometimes it's gets me carried away

Swings me up a lil bit paranoid

Could tell from my face

It's been years and the trauma is still meddling with my sane

I losin' with my faith

I be losing grace

I be losing weight

Lately I be smoking lots for the pain

Sometimes it's gets me carried away

Swings me up a lil bit paranoid

Could tell from my face

It's been years and the trauma is still meddling with my sane