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letra de help - jay honest

i lost my mind many times
i lost my mind many times

yeah

i lost my mind many times
i lost my mind many times

verse1:

every time that i try
to do better in my life
it just seems that i die
more and more every time

but i ain’t giving up
no this battle is tough
but i got what it takes
yeh my motivation up

whats ur motive?
is it clear?
see my demons and my fears
all come out
when i shout
i got love but got doubts
i got fans, but got haters
i got kids i’m trynna’ save
from the things that i saw
growing up, it was rough

thats an understatement
no bas-m-nt, on the streets i was chasing
couch to couch, on the outs
somehow i made it out
lost my son then my brother
still i got out of the gutter
f-ck my dad, b-tch motherf-cker
still i got love for my mother

she an angel
she was sick
what she could
do she did
and i didn’t appreciate it like i should as kid
these are lessons we learn
some things we love gotta burn
i got homies that dun made it
see god said this is my turn!

hook:
whats your reason?
whats your motive?
whats your goal?
what u hoping?
its like somedays i’m good
and somedays i’m exploding
see my pains like an ocean
and i drown when i’m lonely
it’s like screaming for help
but don’t let no body know it

i got all that i need
somehow i’m searching for something
i been played round the world
but still i feel like it’s nothing
i got a dream that i’ll make it
but i’m at war with myself
i ain’t ask for much but if you listen up
can somebody help?

verse2:

i need somebody to save me
i need somebody to say hi to baby
no i ain’t seen my son lately
i miss him to death it was driving me crazy
think i’ll see a therapist maybe
someone to talk to
open up daily
feel like i’m shady
missin on hailey
missin my daughter
feel like i’m carter
k!ll every track in the booth
i feel like i’m snoop
see all the smoke in the room
i can’t just rap and i can’t just sang
feel like i’m drake
my shawty a dame
feel like i’m losing my grip on reality
smoking this sour i’m going thru rapidly
fights with my wife its my fault i ain’t proud of it
hate this depression i hope i get out of it

f-ck

i’m on a road they all wanna be on
i’m dealing with fakes and dealing with peons
dealing with lames and dealing with demons
i’m on the road til jay honest a phenom
famous or infamous i’m gonna be on
promise you this is mawf-cking season
get up and shine, my mawf-cking greeting

blue check on the gram they repping my team n
mad as f-ck they cannot compete
im waiting lyrically ill leave em deceased
put em in a coffin like a mawf-cking’ meme
bet ain’t no one in my city delete
they already tried
i do this while they sleep
10 years later they still on my feed
i told you there ain’t no stopping me

hook:

whats your reason?
whats your motive?
whats your goal?
what u hoping?
its like somedays im good
and somedays i’m exploding
see my pains like an ocean
and i drown when im lonely
its like screaming for help
but don’t let no body know it

i got all that i need
somehow i’m searching for something
i been played round the world
but still i feel like its nothing
i got a dream that i’ll make it
but i’m at war with myself
i ain’t ask for much but if you listen up

can somebody help?

- jay honest

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