If you had a second chance in life, what would you do?
Would you put the pills down? Throw out the lean too?
Treat you baby mama right and make way for your kids
Peace with your enemies, keep the water under the bridgeI think 'bout if my motorcycle crash was fatal
Broken bones, internal bleedin',
stressed on the table going through surgery
Two machines helpin' me breathe
sorry mama I wanna stay but I gotta leaveI see my funeral pat I see some lyin', some cryin' and some givin' dap
I see false claimers,
strangers and foes with their head in their laps I see more division
I see some of them showing up just to
post a picture like they was my nigga
Instagram's a dead man's best friend
Everybody lookin' for likes but wasn't likin' you when
You needed somethin' to hold on dealin' with life stress
Glad them angels came in surgery said "I'm not done yet"
I know saints, I know sinners, I know ballers
I know pain, I know wins, I know losses
My loyalty's sensitive so please don't cross me
My loyalty's sensitive so please don't cross me
I came to redeem myself, all I need is God's help
These are millions of miracles show me the real you, the real truthIf I had a second chance in life this what I'd do
I buy you flowers talk to you for hours get your truth
I listen to you when you're hurt I should've went to church with you
But my credentials didn't work I still should've worked with youI should've left them lil' hoes alone and came home
But I blamed the moments on you though I was in the wrong
You checked my phone and I checked you 'bout it
We never talked it over instead we just sexted 'bout it
I said, "I'm comin' over" you turned up flexed 'bout it
I hit yo mama phone she said "y'all
get it together" she don't know what we on
My response was whatever I'm ego trippin' however
I hate to see you goin' she gave me that dial tone
I should've gave you more trust, more love, no lies, more us
'cause when my motorcycle crash and everyone left
You was that angel in surgery sayin' "I ain't done yet"
Real shitI know saints, I know sinners, I know ballers
I know pain, I know wins, I know losses
My loyalty's sensitive so please don't cross me
My loyalty's sensitive so please don't cross me
I came to redeem myself all I need is God's help
These are millions of miracles show me the real you, the real truth
