Find My Way (feat. Robin Andre)

No where to go, down these dead end roads
I try to flee, just to free my soul
Intersection, which way to go
I don't know (I don't know)
I tried the highways, but the highways closed
Now I'm blinded, by dusty roads
Uncertain, which way to go
To find my way back home, to Texas
Geah, I want you to walk with me
I done been through a lot of struggles
Lot of ups and downs, y'all think it's a cake walk
Ha ha, you wrong
Tell me why, I can't see where I'm goin, no
(I can't see where I'm goin)
When everybody else sees, where I'm comin from
(Comin' from Houston, you know where I'm from)
And I don't know why, I travel down these dead end roads
(I don't know)
I gotta turn this car around, and find my way home
(But I'mma make it)
Ay, when you listen to my music, do you feel my shit?
Look I don't need punchlines, cause I live my shit
A lot of cats sellin they soul, for radio play
That's why we need mo', rappers like Common and Kanye
Niggas scared to be broke, so they fake it to make it
If my album went gold, I'd still be the greatest
Back in the days, I would get caught for truancy
But now I'm puttin money back, in my community
I took my homies out the hood, now they got jobs
Cause it's more to life, than dodgin cop cars
I played the block card, now I play the pop charts
But now I'm gettin dumb money, cause I got smart
Tell me why, I can't see where I'm goin, no
When everybody else sees, where I'm comin from
And I don't know why, I travel down these dead end roads
I gotta turn this car around, and find my way home
(Geah, geah, geah)
Aiyo I never seen a man cry, 'til I seen a man die
So when you talk to me, look me in my damn eyes
Cause I been through it all, and my scars prove it
Cause when it come to that paper, homie I'mma do it
I just rhyme part time, you better know it
These lines comin from my mind, so I never wrote it
I keep my nine by my spine, but I never show it
Yeah I'm addicted to pine, but I never grow it
And the reason I got signed, cause I'm a poet
Half of my niggas doin time, but I'm focused
That's why I'm stayin on the grind, if you haven't noticed
That old na na, transform to a lotus
Tell me why, I can't see where I'm goin, no
When everybody else sees, where I'm comin from
And I don't know why, I travel down these dead end roads
I gotta turn this car around, and find my way home
(Geah, geah, geah)
When your new album drop, everybody your friend
Niggas actin like they down, but I know they pretend
I used to, scrape up money for studio time
I'm like Jay-Z homie, I remember my rhymes
Ain't nobody help me out, when my cash was low
My bills comin too fast, so I had to blow
And I, walk by faith, not by sight
Cause I know G-O-D, will guide me right
I take the bitter with the sweet, I know you feel my pain
Why we gotta get harassed, when we board the plane
I ain't tryna preach to you, but I hope you relate
Cause even at a dead end, you gotta find your way
Okay, okay
Tell me why, I can't see where I'm goin, no
When everybody else sees, where I'm comin from
And I don't know why, I travel down these dead end roads
I gotta turn this car around, and find my way home
I'd like to dedicate this track, to my grandparents
They stuck by a nigga, through thick and thin
Even when I started doin this rap music
They was givin me money, to go to the studio to do my demos
Long as I got my family, I'm straight
They gon' be around, even if I ain't got a hit
You dig what I'm sayin?
So even at a dead end, you gotta find your way
Free Zero, welcome home butter man