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Too many thoughts and prayers
For God to care
Too many lost and forgotten
Get remembered when they not there
It's not fair
But how am I to know
One day u at the bottom
And then when you're at the top you're not alive to know

Sometimes I think that when I die I'll know what life will show
But man, this shit ain't as black and white as I'd like to hope
Y'all think in heaven or hell
My mind purgatory
Certainly certain that nothing is ever certain for me
Sometimes I really feel like nature keeps on working for me
And other times I feel the forces keep a burden on me
And I feel blessed you wrote in blood and that I heard your story
But I feel I only got to read like one chapter
And there's a hundred other pages that are damp and blank
I guess I really wanted you to get the chance to change
Hand in the game
Commanding a lane
Fans and the fame
Withstanding the pain
And now you're legacy branding a stain

I know the game can't be the same
And jammed in my brain
Is Something that just can't be explained
Am I meant to hate the man for the sand on his name
Somebody told me I'd be damned if I am not ashamed
Fuck

Looking back this shit is plenty clear
But hindsight ain't 2020 when you're 20 facing 20 years
You can't forget about the many peers
And all their messages going in and out like almost every ear
People claim that he's in heaven or hell
Man, I heard both in his music the angels and the bells
It helped what I felt
It helped with all the spells I was dealt
I was yelling all the songs and never yelled at myself
I was just stuck in my room
Chilling there nothing to do
Then I checked up on the news
Couldn't believe that that something was true
This man invented the flow
Made that adrenaline go
Yeah I remember the moment
I found you and now you are never gone show

Too many thoughts and prayers
For God to care
Too many lost and forgotten
Get remembered once they not there

Thoughts and prayers don't do shit
That's what the cynics say
But what else are we supposed to do but sit and pray
I ain't religious in the slightest
But I live in faith
Faith in the midst of the rain
Faith that it will be okay

So I could give a fuck bout a million plays
As long as just one of them really relates
And I know that sounds really cliche
But I'm forreal about the shit that I say
My feelings grey
Yeah I'm conflicted
They just shift and they change
But in two weeks I feel this shit won't grip me the same

Too many thoughts and prayers
For God to care
Too many lost and forgotten
Get remembered when they not there
It's not fair
But how am I to know
One day u at the bottom
And then when you're at the top you not alive to know

Thoughts and prayers don't do shit
That's what the cynics say
But what else are we supposed to do but sit and pray
I ain't religious in the slightest
But I live in faith
Faith in the midst of the rain
Faith that it will be okay