CORNER POCKET, PT. 2

Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 I can't say it's all because of you
 Came up
 Problems in my household
 Couldn't keep my mouth closed
 Talking back to my folks
 Fuck the world I'm that bold
 Well at least that's what I thought so
 Pants saggin and durag when I'm walking out that front door
 Man I thought I knew it all
 But I ain't really know shit
 Fighting with my step pops
 I was on some other shit
 My mama tried to keep the peace
 But really wasn't no peace in me
 My pops was the missing piece
 But he some miles away from me
 He was in the picture
 But the frame was kinda broken
 Got to see him during the summer
 But that wasn't really nothing
 Tryna get into something
 And trouble be looking scrumptious
 I'm hungry and I'm lusting after everything that I shouldn't
 Consequences held no meaning
 See my young ass was scheming
 Tryna come up on a reason
 To pull back my finger
 I'm just young black and reckless
 Lost and unprotected
 Thank God I'm here to tell it
 Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 I can't say it's all because of you
 19 I was living
 Doing a whole lot of sinning
 Raw dogging these women
 That sauce I was lost in it
 Drowning I wasn't swimming
 Nigga I wouldn't listen
 Thought I had it all figured
 But I'm falling and I'm slipping
 A young stupid ass nigga
 Thought I was invincible
 Living with no principles
 Pussy on my mental
 Making a hundred other issues
 A hundred more problems
 And I ain't really got the money to solve em
 Can't even hold a hundred dollars
 Twenty one I'm a father
 Two kids one baby mama
 My life far from humble
 I'm working a fucking double
 I'm wilding for really nothing
 Drinking and heavy puffing
 Stressed and I feel broken
 And this is the way I'm coping
 But fuck it I'm still rolling
 My toes is still holding
 Never gone catch em folding
 Fuck what they tried to told em
 It's heavy but I still load it
 Emotions is all frozen
 My scrotum is two boulders
 I promise you better know it
 Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 Angels follow us
 Trying to find myself now out of touch
 Movin through the chaos all in us
 I can't say it's all because of you
 I can't say it's all because of you