See a black man shot by the cops this week
Unconsciously my mind thought that guy was me
How would my family feel
Put my body in the box
And they lock it
Symbolize the pain is sealed
The pain is real
Why you think they cry so much
Can't trust you with my heart cuz you lie too much
Can't stay ten toes cuz you fly too much
If loyalty was purchased you ain't buy enough
Lord why
(I lost my way)
(Trying to find you)
(Trying to find you)
(I lost my way)
(Trying to hide you)
(Trying to hide you)
Maybe I'm just sick of all the bullshit
Sick of all the douchebags and the loose lips
That can't even hold a secret with a bucket
That's some true shit
Bulletproof dreams fly high so they never ever shoot this
Down
Niggas Talk down on my name but will see me around and they smile
What's it about
When they beneath you they doing whatever it takes for the crown
You can't get in my circle nigga
All my verses hit you make a crater then in turn will turn you to a hearse my nigga
Shape or shifter we shaping pictures like basquiat my take a picture
You can check the numbers face the figures but my fans is louder and my stage is bigger
If they don't like the bars then I plead the 5th
I passed 5 girls so I'm on my 6th assist
I spit the shit I write the shit
Flow sick as shit
Blow green
Like I'm sick as shit
Ball hard
Put me in another league
With great MC's
The Major's I passed the G
I'm passed MC's
With hits on B.E.T
Somehow still managed to get my degree
I'm proud of me,
I don't care what you sent
Nowadays I'm judging people off of they're intent
And My intentions to heal my pain, through this music and I could give a damn bout Fame
Nigga it's CoseGod
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See a black man shot by the cops this week
Unconsciously my mind thought that guy was me
How would my family feel
Put my body in the box
And they lock it
Symbolize the pain is sealed
The pain is real
Why you think they cry so much
Can't trust you with my heart cuz you lie too much
Can't stay ten toes cuz you fly too much
If loyalty was purchased you ain't buy enough
Lord why
(I lost my way)
(Trying to find you)
(Trying to find you)
(I lost my way)
(Trying to hide you)
(Trying to hide you)
Maybe I'm just sick of all the bullshit
Sick of all the douchebags and the loose lips
That can't even hold a secret with a bucket
That's some true shit
Bulletproof dreams fly high so they never ever shoot this
Down
Niggas Talk down on my name but will see me around and they smile
What's it about
When they beneath you they doing whatever it takes for the crown
You can't get in my circle nigga
All my verses hit you make a crater then in turn will turn you to a hearse my nigga
Shape or shifter we shaping pictures like basquiat my take a picture
You can check the numbers face the figures but my fans is louder and my stage is bigger
If they don't like the bars then I plead the 5th
I passed 5 girls so I'm on my 6th assist
I spit the shit I write the shit
Flow sick as shit
Blow green
Like I'm sick as shit
Ball hard
Put me in another league
With great MC's
The Major's I passed the G
I'm passed MC's
With hits on B.E.T
Somehow still managed to get my degree
I'm proud of me,
I don't care what you sent
Nowadays I'm judging people off of they're intent
And My intentions to heal my pain, through this music and I could give a damn bout Fame
Nigga it's CoseGod
Unconsciously my mind thought that guy was me
How would my family feel
Put my body in the box
And they lock it
Symbolize the pain is sealed
The pain is real
Why you think they cry so much
Can't trust you with my heart cuz you lie too much
Can't stay ten toes cuz you fly too much
If loyalty was purchased you ain't buy enough
Lord why
(I lost my way)
(Trying to find you)
(Trying to find you)
(I lost my way)
(Trying to hide you)
(Trying to hide you)
Maybe I'm just sick of all the bullshit
Sick of all the douchebags and the loose lips
That can't even hold a secret with a bucket
That's some true shit
Bulletproof dreams fly high so they never ever shoot this
Down
Niggas Talk down on my name but will see me around and they smile
What's it about
When they beneath you they doing whatever it takes for the crown
You can't get in my circle nigga
All my verses hit you make a crater then in turn will turn you to a hearse my nigga
Shape or shifter we shaping pictures like basquiat my take a picture
You can check the numbers face the figures but my fans is louder and my stage is bigger
If they don't like the bars then I plead the 5th
I passed 5 girls so I'm on my 6th assist
I spit the shit I write the shit
Flow sick as shit
Blow green
Like I'm sick as shit
Ball hard
Put me in another league
With great MC's
The Major's I passed the G
I'm passed MC's
With hits on B.E.T
Somehow still managed to get my degree
I'm proud of me,
I don't care what you sent
Nowadays I'm judging people off of they're intent
And My intentions to heal my pain, through this music and I could give a damn bout Fame
Nigga it's CoseGod
Writer: Jared Cosey
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