Changed My Route

Ain't talk in a while but I hope that you well

Lost some bros to the grave got some bros in the cell

It's no more free Luck brodie out of the jail

You trying your luck it's gon' send you to hell

I'm jus being honest I'm putting my faith in my God

I ain't putting my faith in the world

He changed up my route I was running a nine it got changed to a curl

Lately been thinking 'bout finding a girl

Lately been thinking like what is my purpose?

I was out doin my thing but I noticed that that it wasn't working

I turned to the Lord and lately I been kurkin'

And no I ain't perfect

But one thing for certain

I fall back today and tomorrow it's curtains

I been on my grind I been putting that work in

Show me you loyal you gettin that Birkin

Long live the Rackman now it's two years since you left and I'm still trynna get it together

Still trynna deal with the pain with this world got to keep an umbrella to deal with the weather

And money ain't everything but we ain't never have a lot

So I gotta get to this cheddar

Dealing with pain but the pain made me better

Ain't have no coat used to thug with a sweater

I think I need me a pair of Margiela's

I think I need to delete social media

I really need 'em to stop with that cap they be giving out fake news, Wikipedia

I'm out Indiana staying to myself

I just take a step back and thank God for the journey

And I still remember when Blake used to hit the group chat off the early

He chose to love me when I wasn't worthy and they wonder why I'ma give Him the glory

I know I got faith in myself I'ma trust Him to change up my story

He promised He got me so i ain't gon' worry

Down bad on your own lot of times it get boring

I see where I was safe to say that I'm soaring

Stay down through the night it's better in the morning

I done told told 'em my vision I seen 'em ignore me

Ain't talk in a while but I hope that you well

Lost some bros to the grave got some bros in the cell

It's no more free Luck brodie out of the jail

You trying your luck it's gon send you to hell

I'm jus being honest I'm putting my faith in my God

I ain't putting my faith in the world

He changed up my route I was running a nine it got changed to a curl

Uh, how I'm gon' explain to my God if I turn back today from the path that He brought me?

I remember my time down at Coffeyville College a whole lot of wisdom He taught me

They just wanna go listen to rappers that rap about murders and drugs, and they off beat

I can't judge em that used to be me and I still ain't perfect got things to delete

And I still can't wait to Givenchy my feet

She say that I'm different she call me unique

I tell 'em my thoughts when I get on the beat

And I'm still in the hoops I be pulling from three

Got no competition it's me vs me

Down bad for a while hopped up and got back on my feet

I took a step back and gave Jesus the key

I took a step back and let everything be

Ain't talk in a while but I hope that you well

Lost some bros to the grave got some bros in the cell

It's no more free Luck brodie out of the jail

You trying your luck it's gon send you to hell

I'm jus being honest I'm putting my faith in my God

I ain't putting my faith in the world

He changed up my route I was running a nine it got changed to a curl