AB the Pro - Finding My Way lyrics

[Intro:] Feel confident, be a**ertive [Verse 1:] I'd be lying if I didn't claim the district I live where you heard about, where you only paid a visit n***as got murdered outside of the crib and insisting We trapped in Got n***as who came home, going back in It was boom, bap, boom, bap in the back of the cla**rooms Cutting up in school, the n***as moved Packs for a few, stacks and it was f** school n***as showed up at noon, boys finish old Q was in prison The job call was the alternative for the vicious Jobs, more n***as ain't want As we was flippin And mama got 3 jobs, still got evicted After that it was move, pack, move, pack Evicted a couple times, lost my prom pics Even my first raps, I wrote 'em In chicken scratch, love letter for my exes I still miss, lost everything in life And had to start all over Had to cope with the pain now I can't stay sober Want the old me back, can't remember yesterday Gotta pray for tomorrow, stay away from the bottles And the bathroom pic chicks thinking they models And these fake friends will be the first to say I got you The hood spokesman n***a, ghetto Apostle I leave away from my shadow, but my heart will follow [Hook:] Finding my way, finding my way I'm just finding my way, finding my way [Verse 2:] Sense of direction lost, god my soul need MapQuest We off the road, we 'posed to be on Supposed to be beyond this world But get your Mussolini on, the battle of the soul Between the right and wrong, what you on? A false sense of direction, what you are is on the journey, keep steppin I keep my shoes tied, and my eyes wide Add yeast, I'm tryna rise, like bread rise Track meet, who gonna run it, bet your legs tired? You n***as never in the hood, like a spare tire Can't speak for the cold hearted, we here fire And see bullsh**, from a mile, away Is getting hard, more put the fire to the jay Said they wasn't lost, they was lying In our f**ing face, face america gave us a dream What the f** do we chase? n***a it ain't in the green, money don't come with the safe Life is a force and decision is the path With the snakes in the gra**, who wanna see a leg Behind I speak to the one, who controls time Still blind with 40-40 vision up in my eyes My grind got me this far, still don't know where I'm going And I may not be here when this sh** soaks in My time's not here, I'm away for the moment Till then we move forward, on faith, not know, going [Hook] x2