CliqueVonn - My Epilogue Lyrics

I Stand In The Rain
Drop some tears
Watch it Pour down on me
I think of my mistakes
Then I think who I'm destined to be
What was my purpose here
God was What's my destiny
Will i follow in the wrong paths
Or will i be the key
Dad was a hustler
Uncle was a pimp
Other was a uncle contract killer
Will i be on of them
Will i make it far or die young
Cause death all haunted them
8 times out of 10
I Can't Rap & I can't use the pen
9 times out of 10
Im worthless or should i try again
10 times out of 10 i f*ck with love
Then im next day im crying again
My Body Getting Cold Too Cold
I'm getting overwhelmed
And it's getting cold outside
I can tell like im the weathermen
I made mistakes im not perfect
And i aint no better man
Had so drama wit niggas
That now i say sorry in advance
I stay out the way think of life
And Be about better plans
I can't trust a girl trust a women
Can't even trust my mans
I did it on my own
Niggas mad
I Wont pick up the phone
Ive been so alone yall don't get it
I'm used to being alone
I put blood,sweat and tears in this rap
I can feel it my bones
I dont chat with them jam to my music
All alone
There was no helping hands
From anybody
When i reached in the unknown
Tired and i lost my cool Next nigga play
He ain't gonna make it home
I've been chillin not worried about nun
In the neutral Zone
When Falling Soliders come
Nigga need my help They on they own
Dad was a hustler
Uncle was a pimp
Other was a uncle contract killer
Will i be on of them
Will i make it far or die young
Cause death all haunted them
8 times out of 10
I Can't Rap & I can't use the pen
9 times out of 10
Im worthless or should i try again
10 times out of 10 i f*ck with love
Then im next day im crying again
My Body Getting Cold Too Cold
I,m getting overwhelmed
And it's getting cold outside
I can tell like im the weathermen
I make weight when im pushing skill
Like I'm a business man
He want the girl might as well
Take the girl
Go be her pillow man
Im not perfect and i make mistakes
Im not no service man
Don't mistake me
Im not bob the builder ,i go hand to hand
I done the seen things get build up
From the Ground
And watch it fall again
I done made some money
Now you call don't call my phone again
They ain't care back then
Done made some moves
Now they been caring when?
All that sympathy from sonny
Wonder where it went
Ever since the old days
My heart ain't feeling right
Not in my old ways
I never got treated right
I said im Tired and could care cares
If i died tonight
My mind been up in the space
Like a lost soul creep up in the night
Dad was a hustler
Uncle was a pimp
Other was a uncle contract killer
Will i be on of them
Will i make it far or die young
Cause death all haunted them
8 times out of 10
I Can't Rap & I can't use the pen
9 times out of 10
Im worthless or should i try again
10 times out of 10 i f*ck with love
Then im next day im crying again
My Body Getting Cold Too Cold
I,m getting overwhelmed
And it's getting cold outside
I can tell like im the weathermen