Lost His Way

No GPS, I lost my waze a long time ago

Out here trying to find my soul Pots and pans for pots of golds

I'm cooking up and chasing rainbows Inside the rain clouds, one direction

With the gang I'm outside like I'm Harry Styles I ain't got too many pals, blessed but I got lots

Of sins

Wiz Khalifa I got hella L's but I'm still

Trying to win

The only way out for me is through the shit

So I'm going in, depression comes in waves I had to learn to swim

You can't complain about full plates When it goes to eat

First you find the money tree And then you climb to pluck the leaves

Rock climbing on my way up Dream chasing but I stay up

Yeah it's big three but how I been balling this shit a layup

Man I'm always on the move So I'm homesick everywhere I go

People reaching out but I been moving like I got no phone

Walls around my heart, I live in Jericho

Ripping off the chains, I've been a beast

You smell the pheromones

I swear to God I done a lot

But I'm still trying to raise the bar shorty said she was a ride or die

But now I'm changing cars **** claim it's love and then they flip

The script And give you scars, my faith is bleak

I need God, Jesus, Buddha, and Allah I swear

Love ain't take me far

But hate ain't help me neither In that dungeon every night

We had to battle out some creatures

I know our ended wasn't right

But I'm just grateful I could see it

The story of my life

A lot of **** couldn't read it for real