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letra de changes - ?henom

[verse 1: ?henom]
yo i’m
chillin’ inside my mind i’m
waiting for god to give me a sign
or -ssignment from the highest being
sayin why i’m alive
hearin’ the siren cry
but i’m still blinded by the mischief
the prevalent factor here is clear that i’m still wicked
with or without the liquor
a different route
wasn’t changin’ who i’m about
but instead that satan had found this sinner
and i was born with these ghosts in my closet
thinkin’ i lost it
even once thought that i was borderline alcoholic
i’m fallin’ victim to the bottomless pit of the liquor i’m swallowin’
father wallowin’
i’m followin’ suit
i try figure how i live this way
so i sit on my knees
beggin’ to jesus while i start to pray
i stray away from the path of my homies
only endin’ back
at my old ways
wishin’ that somebody could’a told me
yo youngin
just keep ya game face
the changin’ ya fate on you slowly
i really hope you ready for the game change

[hook: ?henom] x2
cuz thangggs keep changin’
everyday
lord on my side
while i sit in the ride
trying harder everyday
to stay away from the high

[verse 2: james franken]
came to in the odyssey
i was out of it
shake and dry liq’ all of over me
probably wasn’t the best idea to hit the fast lane
luckily i made it home, before my fate caught up with me
changed my route of where i’m headed, now i’m destined
to make it past, this tray of ash, i been wastin cash in
i ain’t takin’ back sins, i’m just makin up for ’em
used to wanna have a drink with god without a cup for him
bustin’ up myself over a buncha trust and wealth
because my life style had me like a ma’f-ckin’ witness
stuck inside a stadium with tens of thousands of fans
and i’m playin’ jams but all i hear is whispers
who am i kiddin’, my future lookin’ brighter than ever
feel high as feathers and i ain’t even hit sh-t
it’s like i’m addicted to the visions that i used to have
man, even now that i’m sober i’m still trippin’

[hook: ?henom] x2

[verse 3: ?henom]
i think i’m addicted to the higher livin’
not the fancy cars and caviar
but sparkin’ up a couple shipments
of acapulco gold, soco, zips full of local grown and
zonin’ when home alone
hopin’ hard that i can stay afloat
i’m wonderin’ why i stumble
maybe the gumble in me tries to keep me humble
when tumblin’ down that flight at como
maybe despite the lonesome
feeling i got
i gotta deeper reason why i’m really needin’ the pot
i ain’t needin’ a lot to fill it possible problems spillin’
out the top of the bottle swallow it seein’ optics spinning
man ya options thinnin’ like the herd
i’m thinkin’ you might get hurt if you don’t hurdle the problems while they surface
i gotta serpent like adam and eve
but the snake ain’t an animal
it’s the battle within tryna stay palpable with
reality in the scope of every thought
inebriation helps me stay away from all i was taught

[hook: ?henom] x2

- henom

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