faces of my lovers

things change

Things change, people change
Girl we ain't supposed to stay the same
Break me down or build me up
But I ain't like your other niggas
Showing up at clubs, girl I carry guns
Girl, I'd rather scorch my lungs
Talk to God, strengthen my relationship with mom
Cause she's still battling

And I can't stress the urgency
I lacked the courage, turnt out for the worse
I mean, no one's even heard of me
Rumors of me lurk the streets, petty women and their insecurities
I guess, what I'm tryna say is look past my past, all my flaws and what do you have
A tale of glory in the making, with the passion of Christ in every word I painted
Like Alexandre Cabanel's Fallen Angel
Girl, if heaven's waiting, I'll grow patience
I can't promise you forever, love is dangerous
Tryna make it in this day and age of information
I can't help but feel that we're lost in translation

Verse 2

Things change, people change
Girl we ain't supposed to stay the same
Break me down or build me up
But I ain't like your other niggas
Showing up at clubs, girl I carry guns
Girl, I'd rather scorch my lungs
Talk to God, strengthen my relationship with mom, cause she's still battling

Walking round with my head up, we were bred outta breadcrumbs
From dust to dust, don't you see the blood on my palms
Who do I trust, when brothers aim guns at one another
Or when the only son steals from his mother
I'm conflicted, I'm tired of struggling
I'm out here hustling like my girl got a bun in the oven
And I don't know if I'ma see tomorrow
I'm out here stressing, I'm doing this for my mother
But I'll be damned if I end up like one of her brothers
I aint thinking about that now, tears rolling down my cheeks as I write another soliloquy
Memories I cherish deep within
Could I trust you with my secrets girl
Could I trust that you'd be down for me
Claim me proudly when your nigga asks about me
Girl, do you even know what love is