Letter To My 18 Year Old Self Lyrics

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Young boy in a grown man's body

Young boy with a grown man's soul

I just wanna tell somebody

I just wanna let you know

Young boy in a grown man's body

Young boy with a grown man's soul

I just wanna tell somebody

I just wanna let you know

Letter to my 18 year old self, hope you remember

I wrote this a slow day, some day in September

12:40 am know we get to praying

Working 'till the day end

And I just been debating

It's one month from your birthday

Or just another Tuesday

You tryna get the strength

'Cause molars clench

When you not worthy

You sitting on the bench

But reek with stench 'cause you been working

You calling you the hench 'cause God's the man

And we ain't perfect for real

Young boy in a grown man's body

Young boy with a grown man's soul

I just wanna tell somebody

I just wanna let you know

Young boy in a grown man's body

Young boy with a grown man's soul

I just wanna tell somebody

I just wanna let you know

Pain's a sign of growing

Childhood was amazing

Thank you to my mother and my father

How they raised me

Never be a puppet

Leader since a baby

Thank you to my mother and my father

How they raised me

Always follow Jesus

In his presence daily

Thank you to my mother and my father

How they raised me

Thank you to my mother and my father

How they raised me

Thank you to my mother and my father

How they raised me

Training up a child

In the way he should go

When he grows and turns old

It shall not be disposed

All the songs and the odes

Hold 'em deer like a doe

I will stay I will stow

I won't faze for a foe

When the rain starts to pour

I will lean on the Lord

I will lean on the Lord

I will lean on the Lord

When the rain starts to pour

I will lean on the Lord

I will lean on the Lord

I will lean on the Lord

Amen

Uh huh

Amen

Young boy in a grown man's body (young boy)

Young boy with a grown man's soul (soul)

I just wanna tell somebody (somebody)

I just wanna let you know

2020 vision

18 got me reminiscing

On the times that I was dissing on my life

Felt I was missing out

Devil darked my day with doubt

December but we out the lights

Was finna blow my candles out

By body balcony and flight

Real is what we talking 'bout

Suicidal rates was high

Veinte Veinte took some lives

Jesus held me through the night

He the reason I'm alive

Imma praise him till I die

Imma praise when I cry

Ima praise him even when nations don't

'Cause that's my God

Alpha and Omega

Beginning to the end

I'm on my job

I'm on my job

'Cause that's My God

Talk to 'em