My Conversations... Songtext
von 5th Child

I recall, once upon a time me and Trump sat back in awe of the big dogs
We were looking for a leader, one to make us a believer we could follow unaware of the pitfalls
Only family matters, forget friends, when ya boy meets world find life ain′t a sitcom
Superman on Krypton, misfit, folks that I lived with couldn't see me getting on
They was dead wrong, every song written brought me closer to the tip of the mountain I climbed
Never lost faith, no doubt in my mind, I was living in the Sip, I was counting my time
Counting my dimes, pray the change gon′ come, on the road to a dollar til my hands go numb
Poor boy too, N bang yo drum, on life, I'ma shine like it ain't no sun
Ain′t no one finna hold me back with the same old style and the same old raps
With the same old hooks from the same old trap
I was raised by a man, can′t autotune that
I'm complex, difference is y′all got feminine complexes
Ain't nobody ever play catch with y′all that's why y′all in the picture with your prom dresses I'm blessed with this consciousness and I rep that set, n, bang my flag
Labels said, "5th, you can spit that real," yet first things first gotta change my swag
Change these nuts, I don't fives no gucks, I was raised on the truth you can blame my dad
Comin′ up, I ain′t never really had much so I'd stomp a n out for the things I had
In my conversations with God, when my situations get hard
When face to face with my flaws, make no mistakes, I gave it my all
Just conversations with God, in faith I′m placing my call
No fake, no flake, and no fraud, I'm straight I′m taking my charge
In my conversations with God, I send one up for my moms
If this the last that we speak, I wanna say a prayer for my dogs
In my conversations with God, conversations with God
Conversations with God, in my conversations with God