Wasted times
Song is about leaving the lord and finding your way back to him.
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What is it gonna take for a man to live
I swear GRACE is all it takes for a man to live.
I’ve been in the street
18 years. Tryna waste my days with fakes and friends in games and ends, my dreams are dead
This life is strange
My soul lost in the he wind for the longest days.
If only I had a way, I could have made a way like Chris Benoit on rainy day
Staring at a rope and damn stool
But hey, suicide is detrimental
So I had to fight my mental
My Fam, I had to live for them too
To make sure we get the fuck out of this hell hole
But can I live this life as a broke empty man with no damn home
Damn homie!
We breathing
Still believing
That we gon make it one day
Cos imma give for this bread
I’m not gon cry for the bread
Cos imma fast for this bread
Imma go hard for this bread
Niggas get mad for this bread
I’m not gon stress for this bread
Cos imma ride for this bread
I’m jumping now for this bread
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