Deante Hitchcock - Talking To God Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro] Self... Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to anybody Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to clouds [Verse: Deante Hitchco*k] Aye, fast forward I was jealous of Ace I was jealous of Mikey I was jealous of B I was jealous of anybody I thought who was better And at the time I thought everybody was better than me When it come that time And you look inside And see a whole lot mo' than what you ready to see I hope you deal with it better than I coulda ever imagined Or at least pick up a pen and write it out to a beat Maybe somebody need to hear what you talkin' 'bout Or what you goin' through So you can talk it out with someone just as close to you As shawty was to me when I was goin' through what I was goin' through These ain't just white-folk problems Hood n***as ain't heartless I mean I know seem like that How you think Lyfe Jennings learned how to sing like that? Girl, that's pain I know you feel it, dawg Cause that's that sh** that's sittin' in the back of yo brain I remember when Pinky died I was thinkin' 'bout suicide But I was busy tryna take over the world n***a workin' like three jobs while shawty was in the hospital dyin' I ain't even go and see ol' girl Think that sh** don't haunt me? Well, this ain't 'sposed to be no sad song But if I still got yo attention after that long That mean you must be goin' through somethin' too And I feel you, can't even front Man, I pray that somebody gon have yo backbone And, Atlanta Georgia [?] memorial God blessed me with the sauce and a gap-toothed smile Never been a fan of following protocol And tell that box that you thinkin' in That ain't my style My momma told they'll be parts like this Them southside n***as love it when I talk like this Them eastside b**hes love it when I talk like this So every now and then I talk my sh** Gotta feel me A true american idol My life story somethin' you prolly read in the bible I'm Moses with the staff while n***as stuck in denial I make waves, trust me I'm so sure of myself, ya'll got me feeling entitled Who want it with young Poseidon? I'll wait Not even Jay Hova The wait's over You bout to witness a takeover God of one's self, I move mountains and break boulders Black as fried chicken and grape soda But that's too easy Nowadays I'd rather say something heartfelt Like how lil shawty from outta town make my heart melt Or in the back of mind how I thought we had somethin' But ultimately decided that she was bad for me Cause I was strugglin' to picture what would my girl think And I was strugglin' to picture what would the world think Plus I was strugglin' to tell if the sh** was real or not Or if lil baby just had me thinkin' just how a squirrel think But all in all to be human is to be flawed, right? But I thought the goal was for n***as to have it all, right? But what if happiness is all I ever wanted? All the cash in the bank can't help me with my withdrawals I feel ya You gotta get it how you live, dawg I ain't no teller, I just tell it how it is I mean we all dreamin', flow merrily along In the boat of life, stuck on a stream I been ventin' to queens lately about my problems And they can't solve 'em But still I talk Cause sometimes all we need is somebody to listen to what everybody else brushed off What I call nonsense may be yo last reason for livin' And if so, baby I'll hop off f** me if I hated on you I'm still learnin' tryna do better 'Til then I'm just blessed to lost Still talkin' to God [x3] [Outro] Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to, talkin' to clouds Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to myself Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to anybody Talkin' to, talkin' to God Talkin' to clouds