Breathe In

Nothing lasts forever, kiss the old me goodbye

Labels want control of my whole dream, I'm telling them, "Good try"

Ain't the type to get fooled or even get fooled for me to some good lies

He died for nothing, just had a point to prove, hung with the wrong guys

Can't sit in the pressure of my problems, make me come laugh at me, I'll grieve

God, give me one more chance to wipe my sins before I leave

Gotta process all my thoughts and close my blend before I speak

Approach with the shit he was saying, I know he lying if he don't blame

Breathe in, oh God, need one more breath

I'm gonna blow my gun before they get right

Swinging to no one laugh

I promise to dump this bitch until it's empty

I roam the rack 300 block out of my life

Ain't no way they'd get me singing so loud

Projecting my voice to the mic, ain't no way they can't hear me

I'd have beat up the hoods

How you marked south through all the streets, I don't scratch it and hear me

I bet they hear me now

The day my brother died, that's when I hit the ground

Said I wouldn't crash, sorry, I let you down

I'm losing blood from backstabs, somebody help me now

Stayed in here and sorry, I'm traumatized

I hate to say, oh, Lord, need one more blessing

I need that final plus because I almost made it

I'm sick and tired of this, I learned my lesson

The devil tryna steer me wrong, and I can't take it

Nothing lasts forever, tell the new me hello

I took a trip to hell and made it back, what am I scared for?

Razzles on my wrist from seeing jail, I'm glad the cuff's gone

Got slashes on my heart, I'm bleeding out from being love wrong

I broke my back too many times for them, I did enough

I'm on my knees pleading for help, Father, come pick me up

Swimming through blood, rather be black, feel like I seen enough

I talked to God, He heard my cries, and then He came and crashed

Leave me, oh God, got one more breath

No point in me blowing my gun, 'cause they can't get me

I'm swimming, ain't no one left

No one gotta blow my gun until it's empty

I run the rack, I know God got my back, you know where they can get me

Singing so loud, projecting my voice to the mic, you know where they can't hit me

I done beat up the hood, toting MACs throughout the street, shot a scratch in the hymn

I cry to God, and then he made a way, I know he with me, oh Lord