Bloodlines pt.1

In another life, I just pray that I get it right

I done sinned, so I can’t walk into the light-

So bright.

Let’s start from the beginning of this.

labeled me a monster ‘fore I even started walking in this bitch

You know- sad kid, bad kid,

Grew up with no father.

Even worse his momma hated him, thats the start of the drama.

Weak lungs, short breaths-couldn’t run any farther.

Why am I here?

Inside of this cold world that we in?

In god he prays, so Satan started to slither in

At the age of ten-

Knew it was wrong how he was treated,

They beat him outta his confidence,

can they get away with this shit without any consequence?

The devil started calling him.

He swinging on niggas, he bringing them pistols to school.

He drawing his pictures, he wanted to color the truth.

His pops didn’t get him, his momma would hit him-you cool?

His mother would laugh- his brothers would laugh at him too…

He wanted his vengeance, he’s so unforgiving, he told himself that all of them niggas that ever laughed at him - was food.

A couple years after, he started to change, improve

He started forgetting, he swallowed his hatred,-the truth?

They treating him different because he got bigger,-they plotting now.

Runaway soul…

He was just a lil’ boy with a dream they stole…

Tryna find peace in a world so cold—

Now he walk with pain in his shadow and hope in his soul.

Ooh… (ooh…)

Ain’t nobody taught him how to fly,

So he learned how to fall without cryin’ at all.

(Yeah…)

If he run away now—

Would they notice he gone…?

Would they notice I’m gone?

Would they cry when the light leave the dawn?

Would they care if I never belonged?

I was dyin’ inside while they singin’ my song…