paroles de chanson My Thoughts - T3ddy

I swear these talks with God don't feel Like they ever was before
I swear these talks with God don't feel Like they ever did before
I swear these talks with God
These talk with God
I swear these talks with God

I was sitting up in my room the other day
And my therapist called me he said to me he said
You know you got so much to live for so much
And I just I can't hear him

No I can't hear him
I been so lost up in my head no I can't hear him
I open my eyes so I can see but I'm not near him
And if the sky is grey
I think I'm okay
But I'm not okay
I keep that thang up on my side my nigga come catch this fade
I had to chase my fucking bag I got it out the mud
But y'all wasn't fucking with me
No y'all wasn't fucking with me
Y'all wanted to see me six feet
Didn't want to give me no peace
And I'm so tired
Yea I'm so so so so so so so tired

Oh Lord why'd you take him so young
Why'd you have to take him so young
Everybody In the streets wanna know
How the fuck did you go like that no
I know I can't bring him back I guess its all part of the plan
But I might double back I need to atone for my mans
Oh yes it hurt so bad but I'll leave it in Gods hands
Just put your protection on me
Watch me close while I travel these
Cause some niggas be plotting on me
Keep the Glock while I pray on my knees
Pray the lord that my souls yours to keep
Watch me close while I travel these streets