Recovery Lyrics

There's nobody in this world that's ever been perfect nobody but God

God's the only one is the perfect man

Nobody has ever been perfect on the first shot of anything

Everything everything comes from trial and error

I'd like to speak to god I know it's been time since last time we spoke

I'm praying to you on my knees I can't even breathe I barely can walk

Recovery taking me weeks I've been in sobriety for couple months

Now I'm back on the path that you sought

How they doubting on me I'm the one

My anxiety spiked through the roof

Even bringing it up made me choke

Lungs felt like I breathe through a straw

Couldn't eat for a week I had starved

Asking Heem when I'm sleep check my pulse

I can't dare leave my mother distraught

In the hands of the one in control

If he wanted me dead I'd be gone

Had to move from Atlanta and start again from scratch that chip on my shoulder respawned

Since 17 I've been going nonstop

Guess attrition been playing it's part

Couldn't tell from the singles I drop

Know it's real 'cause I speak from my heart

All my lyrics resonate with my soul left my love ones to be with the stars

And the one time I try to be a family man and I'm forced a big break from my art

I come back and the family apart

I get texts saying either you with me or not and if not you won't see me no more

And I wish that they could talk it out

But those problems I won't be around

Back in jersey in my momma house

Did whatever to get off that couch

Did whatever to get off that couch

Got off my ass and got me a crib I need a new whip that's coming about

In the airport I ran into my ex not much was said the feelings were loud

We can agree that we had a blast a hell of a time but that ain't now

I'm in the mindset of a Rolls Royce and the ceiling mirror me now

I get my credit right and my stocks up you goin' see me cash shit out

That lil' boy keep playing with my name you goin' see me *** shit out

How could you know my name and know the sound but still count me out?

But still count me out

How could you know the name and know the sound but still count me out

They still count me out

How could you know the sound and

Well duh Comeup made it what you thought was goin' happen?

Still count me out

How could you know the name and

they still count me out

How could you know the sound and

Tyranno

Gifted niggas bitch

You making me nervous

I'd like to speak to god I know it's been time since last time we spoke

I'm praying to you on my knees I can't even breathe I barely can walk

Recovery taking me weeks I've been in sobriety for couple months

Now I'm back on the path that you sought

How they doubting on me I'm the one

My anxiety spiked through the roof

Even bringing it up made me choke

Lungs felt like I breathe through a straw

Couldn't eat for a week I had starved

Asking Heem when I'm sleep check my pulse

I can't dare leave my mother distraught

In the hands of the one in control

If he wanted me dead I'd be gone

It's not recreational nigga I'm recreating trauma

Good or bad memories from my past like

I had a nigga try to tell me Yo lets just have fun with it like

This shit ain't been fun for me for years

But who am I to complain I mean shit I been dropping nothing but heat for the last five years uninspired

Who am I to complain?

I'm Alesia son Junnie son crafted from God himself

You think that's a nigga you should be counting out?

Niggas from my side and on the opposition on the edge of they seats 'cause I'm one song away

And I damn near destroyed myself before we could all see it happen

Most praise to the most high for a recovery mentally and physically

Always do what's best by your heart

Never give up on your hopes your purpose or your passion

Gifted over everything

Alright we done?

Alright roll that shit nigga the fuck 'bout a get lit

Oh you still recording?

Nigga cut that shit