F*ck it up d.Mason yeah
Why
Oh why does it seem that
Trouble always comes back to me
Always comes back to me
It always comes back to me
Lord where do I go
Thinking about mama
Got me missing Sheila
And Daveon
So I start crying
Then it's either stroke this gun
Or ill start rhyming
Melodies from heaven
Pour like tears
So I get sadder
One missed step
From not choosing the ladder
Sometimes
I confuse cold for lack of shame
Whole time they confuse strength
With lack of pain
Searching for a piece of peace
But need a roadmap to find it
Yeah my well not dry
But they don't see the tears behind it
The path to success getting furloughed
To find the road to riches
Filled with potholes and dirt roads
A winner in the eyes of men
But to me I'm a loser
A 32 year old
Still in search of daddy approval
So you can hate me
I can take it
I can bleed
And you can bruise
But sometimes letting that anchor go
The only way that you can move
Tryna build a life for me
Form shattered dreams
And scattered hopes
But when your wins lows
That's when you learn family matters most
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English
F*ck it up d.Mason yeah
Why
Oh why does it seem that
Trouble always comes back to me
Always comes back to me
It always comes back to me
Lord where do I go
Thinking about mama
Got me missing Sheila
And Daveon
So I start crying
Then it's either stroke this gun
Or ill start rhyming
Melodies from heaven
Pour like tears
So I get sadder
One missed step
From not choosing the ladder
Sometimes
I confuse cold for lack of shame
Whole time they confuse strength
With lack of pain
Searching for a piece of peace
But need a roadmap to find it
Yeah my well not dry
But they don't see the tears behind it
The path to success getting furloughed
To find the road to riches
Filled with potholes and dirt roads
A winner in the eyes of men
But to me I'm a loser
A 32 year old
Still in search of daddy approval
So you can hate me
I can take it
I can bleed
And you can bruise
But sometimes letting that anchor go
The only way that you can move
Tryna build a life for me
Form shattered dreams
And scattered hopes
But when your wins lows
That's when you learn family matters most
Why
Oh why does it seem that
Trouble always comes back to me
Always comes back to me
It always comes back to me
Lord where do I go
Thinking about mama
Got me missing Sheila
And Daveon
So I start crying
Then it's either stroke this gun
Or ill start rhyming
Melodies from heaven
Pour like tears
So I get sadder
One missed step
From not choosing the ladder
Sometimes
I confuse cold for lack of shame
Whole time they confuse strength
With lack of pain
Searching for a piece of peace
But need a roadmap to find it
Yeah my well not dry
But they don't see the tears behind it
The path to success getting furloughed
To find the road to riches
Filled with potholes and dirt roads
A winner in the eyes of men
But to me I'm a loser
A 32 year old
Still in search of daddy approval
So you can hate me
I can take it
I can bleed
And you can bruise
But sometimes letting that anchor go
The only way that you can move
Tryna build a life for me
Form shattered dreams
And scattered hopes
But when your wins lows
That's when you learn family matters most
Writer: Marcus Kearney
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC