Like
Watch out for them dogs and those evil doers
Satin got his paws on the Shepherd's Stewarts
And I hate to get involved with the game
But if I leave it up to them
You tell me who gone do it
So walk me through this journey
Keep my heart intact
You pulled me out the grave
Ain't no going back
They looking for the truth
And don't know where it is
Tryna' find peace and don't know where it's at
Man, I remember being so stressed out
I was going right down death route
Everything bad got soaked in
Everything good got pressed out
I was tryna' do it on my own man
I was turning right into the wrong man
I was tryna find my place here
But this world just ain't my home man
It's something bout' this life don't feel right
It's something bout' sin make you think twice
I was tryna' hide my true self
I remember straddling the fence like
I remember battling the price like
I remember being scared to commit like
I remember such a hypocrite like
I remember running right into a ditch like
I'm underwater, but I'm still breathing
Barley living but I'm still dreaming
You can barely hear me, but I'm screaming
I guess I'm sewing what I'm reaping
I'm barely dead, but I'm still grieving
I'm at the gates, and I'm still pleading like
LORD, can you please let me in
Then He turned to me and said
Give me one good reason
And I know they say the truth hurts
Guess I gotta take it like a man now
I was living life playing both sides
On the wide road
Now I'm looking for a handout
Where did all the time go
Use to go to Josh house
Use to hit midtown and club til' the lights out
I was tryna act saved
I was on Backpage
Looking for some more time
Now we in the last days
I know I'm a Sanchez
Hope it's just a last name
Daddy went psycho
I don't want the same thing
Throwing up gang signs
I was tryna' gangbang
Never did hard time
I was in the same cage
I was just a kid then
Going through a young phase
Didn't need brain scans
Didn't need X-Rays
Find another church house
That was just another phase
Couldn't understand then
Doing all the same things
Cause it's something bout' this life don't feel right
It's something bout' sin make you think twice
I was tryna' hide my true self
I remember straddling the fence like
I remember battling the price like
I remember being scared to commit like
I remember such a hypocrite like
I remember running right into a ditch like
Autor(es): Norman Sanchez