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I Still Miss You

 

I Still Miss You

(album: This Isn't Even My Final Form - 2022)


Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you
Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you

Yeah
Okay I traveled down dark roads
My childhood foreclosed
Looking at the stars, God's speaking in Morse code
Opportunities arise second a door close
You gotta have bigger than short goals
Suicide doors just an ode to the trauma I been through
You lucky you ain't been to half the hells that I been to
And I did it all without a person to vent to
The will of God only thing that I'm finna bend to
Pick myself up out the ashes
Like driving a Aston, doing 125 and it crashes
Life play before me in a series of flashes
It start to make sense when you seen' it backwards
I thank God for the pain
Thank God that I'm not the surface layer ice on the chain
It symbolizes gains, and everything overcame
And how you could weather the rain
I never thought I would see a blimp with my name
Or 20,000 people singing songs that I wrote on a plane
God truly working in mysterious ways
I found clarity in a delirious haze
Yeah

Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you
Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you

I pray my nephew never see me in some
Dark state, like when I found my pops holding a gun
Last words I said to him was that "I'll see you at 1"
Seeing him turn out to be something I always would want
I cried tears for a year straight
Just in case you wondering why I'ma always fear fate
Locked in this prison that I'm in and staring outside the steel gate
People don't wan' hear 'bout your problems when your career great
Not to mention all the earaches
From people venting to me in a weird space
I find clarity in my alone time
Numb myself so sometimes I shed a tear late
Gave myself away to my passions
The artwork is where I show up in the most genuine fashion
My pops told me turn yourself to a man of action
The actions that he took left me seriously fractured
And these the type of pains you can't fit in a caption
That's why I ain't on Instagram getting distracted
I rather turn myself into a bigger attraction
Gotta show up for yourself when the ones you needed absent

Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you
Can't lie I still miss you
I can't lie I still miss you

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