Stuck in my thoughts writing music on the porch

tears from my face that be dropping all over the floor

From a young age was really facing all these wars

As a black boy growing up yu gotta watch how you talk

How many time I fell off my grind I had to get

myself up

so one day I could shine

I’m so damn tired of these stupid lies

how can you say you’re not fake

wen you don’t want me to rise

I hate them guys that only shout you when you’re needed

deep it

they don’t really care about you’re feelings

How can you tell me that you love me you don’t mean it

F*** this fake s*** keep it real to the ceiling hope wen Im 22 I’m still breathing

I don’t care bout none of you gyal on my line so beat it

Please don’t be don’t calling my phone without a reason

As a matter of fact if yu call me I didn’t see it

In reality there’s no one by my side

But live in the flesh there’s a group I despise

If I make it out this hood place alive

I’ll start a new life make a fortune over time

Pray that I’m guided to the light

The lord is my Shepard he’s the key to my shine

Cos really I don’t know what to do

And I wanna hear the truth am I thinking this through?

Stuck in my thoughts writing music on the porch

tears from my face that be dropping all over the floor

From a young age was really facing all these wars

As a black boy growing up you gotta watch how you u talk

How many time I fell off my grind I had to get

myself up

so one day I could shine

I’m so damn tired of these stupid lies how can you say you’re not fake wen you don’t want me to rise

Stuck in my thoughts writing music on the porch

tears from my face that be dropping all over the floor

From a young age was really facing all these wars

As a black boy growing up you gotta watch how you talk

How many time I fell off my grind I had to get

myself up

so one day I could shine

I’m so damn tired of these stupid lies how can you say you’re not fake wen you don’t want me to rise