Find My Way - Kevin Gates, Max Minelli

No, it can’t be life

Cause it feels like hell

One foot in the streets

And the other in jail

And I’m just trying to find my way

To a place that’s a better place

This can’t be life — not this can’t be right

I ain’t supposed to be sufferin'

I ain’t supposed to be strugglin'

I’m supposed to get money

I ain’t posed' to be fumblin'

My situation on the rocks

Shit I’m begging and bummin'

Like I’m searching for something

And my niggas ain’t helpin'

My old lady she know wassup

What the fuck I’mma tell her

I got problems and problems

I could blame on the devil

I been a fuck up all my life

Just what held it together

They be like.

«Kevin you should pray only heaven can help ya»

Family members threw in the towel

Cause they feel I’mma failure

I’ve been searching for years

Trying to work through the tears

Pointing this pistol at my temple

It hurts to be here

I pull this trigger — that I’m gripping

That hurt disappear

Like you heard about Gates

It ain’t certain or clear

He held that thang

Made it go bang

Let it squirt in his ear

Gave up on life that was given

It’s curtains from here

No, it can’t be life

Cause it feels like hell

One foot in the streets

And the other in jail

And I’m just trying to find my way

To a place that’s a better place

This can’t be life — I get ridiculed

When I spit at the fools

Like I lost it — my love for this shit

Been exhausted

It costed too much to floss

And for who

Niggas gonna hate you regardless

No matter what you do

No, this can’t be life

It feel more like a nightmare

I tried to escape it

But reality be right there

I looked up at God

But I think I’ve been disconnected

Like he ain’t hear my prayer

Just heard it in 97

Looking back at my past

Examine — try the dissection

When I act out my rage

Scorsese couldn’t direct it

The whole world is my stage

Here go act 3 take 1

Shining light the camera

It took pressure to make one

Trying to move up like elevators

Gazing up at that penthouse suite

Whoever got plans to devastate us

Really must not know shit bout me

I tongue kissed and finger fucked my haters

Cursed with pain — and reversed my pain

Life or death I chased that shit

So I went ahead and burst that shit

No, it can’t be life

Cause it feels like hell

One foot in the streets

And the other in jail

And I’m just trying to find my way

To a place that’s a better place

OK — I’m — back to the drawing board

I — gaze in the pastor’s face

I — know — God gave up on me

So — I probably be the last to say

Don’t even show respect at church

I look around — when the pastor pray

All my loved ones passed away

Not they fault — so I had to say

Yes I’mma sit and be sad today

Might smoke blunts like half the day

My probation — my conviction

Main intent was to graduate

That ain’t shit though

Got potential — and credential — no job

Most of me — been hopelessly — unfocused

People close to me — say I ain’t shit

Cause I ain’t rich

Hoes ain’t never find me cute and

Usually was rude to me

I only went to school to eat

My uncles beat me up for stealing clothes

And ain’t give food to me

This can’t be life — I hate my life

Hardships — losing me

Fake friends — using me

Coke game — abusing me

Or maybe it’s my pride

I’m like inside I got this drive

But this drive’ll get me shot

Or prolly get me caught up

Or I’ll be selling work

When selling work will get me locked up

No, it can’t be life

Cause it feels like hell

One foot in the streets

And the other in jail

And I’m just trying to find my way

To a place that’s a better place