shoulda asked Lyrics

I've been away for a minute

I'ma be honest, been losing my conscious, and honestly I ain't even prayed in a minute

All in my bed, I been turning and tossing, 'bout what is my calling, I'm staring at ceilings

What am I doing, avoiding my character, truly I know that it's me

Not really noticing me, are you not really noticing me

But you shoulda asked about it, 'stead of heard about it

Now you lying up 'cause you hurt about it

Said you feeling like you was in the dirt about it

I was feeling like you wasn't worried 'bout it

So I ain't said nothing, I just kept to myself

Knew I would have to invest in myself

Then I went out, and I got right

And I knelt down, and hit God's line

And said Lord

Know I'm a sinner, but you at the center, forgiveness is nothing that I could afford

Came with my heart, and I offer it up, I was hoping it's something that you could explore

I got this temper, and I can't control it, not wishing to carry these burdens no more

Not with the hurting no more, I'm not with the hurting no

Anyway, I had to end the call

I had another one came from a different zone

It was another one hittin' a different phone

So I had to pick up with a different tone

I said look,

This really not what you thought, I'm not overdramatic, a lot going on

I just found out they taking a lot from my pops

My grandfather almost got sent up to God

My mama, she strugglin' holding a job while she having to raise a whole kid on her own

Craziest part, the kid isn't hers, but she going through struggles she doesn't deserve

Now I'm crying 'bout it, 'cause I'm hurt about it

That's my mama, don't wanna hear nothin' 'bout it

And it's nothing I feel I can do about it

So I'm constantly put in a mood about it

Like, uh, maybe, you shoulda asked

When you started to notice I wasn't in class

All of the services that I would pass

I wasn't around but it wasn't a test

Gave it my all, but it wasn't my best

I'm bad at performing when covered in stress

I know how it looks 'cause I know how to dress

But I got insecurities under my vest

And I'm feeling impurity flooding my chest

I ain't looking for sympathy, know that I'm blessed

But it's happening over and over again

You ain't had to assume it but you coulda guessed

I'm hurtin', but how would you know it for certain

Like checking the weather, just open the curtain

It's storming outside, I just pray it'll pass

Not overdramatic, but you shoulda asked