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austin joyce - pistol كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i copped me a new residential
i go to my god with my issues
sometimes i don’t know what to say
my homie just copped him a pistol
they confidence thinner than tissue
sometimes he wanna blow it away
oh no

[verse 1]
don’t take away the live that he gave ya
don’t you know all ya sins have been paid for
but sometimes it’s so hard to be thankful
when i look at my life and i’m bankrupt
robbing me of all the pleasures i once had
inside of my home, now i’m beggin for loans
now my own closest friends, won’t look at me for long
when we cross on thе road, they stare down at they phonеs
meanwhile, i got baby mama on speed dial
when we speak it ends so senile
how can i raise such a sweet child, as an exile
as an outcast
don’t constantly remind me of my past
remember the times we would die laugh in the hatchback
in the back seat, before life crashed
where’s, god to abideth and fight for me
there’s a price to breath, someone lied to me
i am finally approaching my time to leave
when the deed is done, hope it’s quietly
cause who really cares
a man who can’t handle his own affairs
i cried out for help, they would stop and stare
the time draws near
is buying this new gun a sign of fear
finger on the trigger the demons get bigger
fade towards the light put to death all my vigor
thought it was over, but here comes the kicker
surrounded by darkness, but god showed a fl!cker
of hope for me
he was holding me
all of this time steady molding me
use my experience
relate to dispirited people that i hope could one day believe
[chorus]
i copped me a new residential
i go to my god with my issues
sometimes i don’t know what to say
my homie just copped him a pistol
they confidence thinner than tissue
sometimes he wanna blow it away
oh no

[verse 2]
take that lil pistol right outta ya hands
he died on the cross to give a second chance
i know i seem crazy, but this is a glimpse
of the messages that i get sent on the gram
tell me how i’m supposed to carry this weight
when i can barely hold my own back up straight
constantly thinking my own life’s in shambles
expecting myself to be somebody’s grace
god i need you
this tough act i’m frontin i know is just see through
tryna expose your whole truth to these people
and i can’t even really conquer this evil
and it seems to wear me down
man, i don’t know how to handle it
maybe should live with the fact that i’m panicking
present all these burdens to god and go ask for his guidance
i can’t change a heart from a mannequin
[chorus]
i copped me a new residential
i go to my god with my issues
sometimes i don’t know what to say
my homie just copped him a pistol
they confidence thinner than tissue
sometimes he wanna blow it away
oh no

- austin joyce

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