37 Days (BONUS)

I been all alone
To the necklace tryna fight my demons on my own
Living reckless feeling like a king that lost his throne
Feeling helpless nothing else to but to atone
Yeah I Know I'm in the wrong
But I’m deflecting
Cause I’d rather string your heart along
With no direction
Cause you don’t belong in no one’s arm
You my possession
And I’m just your storm after the calm
The enemy in psalms they tell you pray away
The nigga that yo momma told you stay away…from
Smoke lingers in my lungs that’s everyday
Vice grips that helps the pain alleviate…numb
Blunts & bitches is what always keep me sane
But neither one gon get me paid
Unless im resorting back to the family trade
Women on the blade & pounds up on the plane
Tryna call a play but I ain’t got a team
Wtf I gotta do to find some piece & make some cheese
Got nowhere to turn but GOD so now I’m praying on my knees
Praying he can help me
Pay these bills and all these legal fees
Barely got enough money to reinvest into my dreams
God I need a blessing
I need presents when my past repeats
Don’t let these hoes lie to my face & say things they don’t mean
Living in the moment cause the future don’t belong to me
I just hope when it finds me I’m in a better place
Instead of sacrificing sobriety for a better day
Instead of giving into anxiety to replace my faith
Instead of trapping living in irony just find escape
Fasting from these drugs & these bitches for 37 days
I hope I find a better way
Aye
I been all alone
To the necklace tryna fight my demons on my own
Living reckless feeling like a king that lost his throne
Feeling helpless nothing else to but to atone
Yeah I Know I'm in the wrong
But I’m deflecting
Cause I’d rather string your heart along
With no direction
Cause you don’t belong in no one’s arm
You my possession
And I’m just your storm after the calm
The enemy in psalms they tell you pray away
The nigga that yo momma told you stay away…from
Smoke lingers in my lungs that’s everyday
Vice grips that helps the pain alleviate…numb
Blunts & bitches is what always keep me sane
But neither one gon get me paid
Unless im resorting back to the family trade
Women on the blade & pounds up on the plane
Tryna call a play but I ain’t got a team
Wtf I gotta do to find some piece & make some cheese
Got nowhere to turn but GOD so now I’m praying on my knees
Praying he can help me
Pay these bills and all these legal fees
Barely got enough money to reinvest into my dreams
God I need a blessing
I need presents when my past repeats
Don’t let these hoes lie to my face & say things they don’t mean
Living in the moment cause the future don’t belong to me
I just hope when it finds me I’m in a better place
Instead of sacrificing sobriety for a better day
Instead of giving into anxiety to replace my faith
Instead of trapping living in irony just find escape
Fasting from these drugs & these bitches for 37 days
I hope I find a better way