Understanding - Chaundon, Phonte, Darien Brockington

Damn, it’s like I got a lot of shit on my mind 9th

It’s like I don’t really got nobody I can really talk to now-a-days man

But I swear to God, when you play these tracks I know they listening my nigga

It’s the shit I’m goin' through man.

Listen

You can’t see my pain

Shit, I smile too much

Meanwhile, anger and anxiety is pilin' up I lost my job, now what?

Bills comin' by the hundreds

Deep depression, can’t run from it, now I stay blunted

Drinkin' liquor with my breakfast, I’m a fuckin' alcoholic

I hit rock bottom

Where’d this come from?

I can’t call it It was good just a week ago

I was makin' green fo' sho'

I answered, opportunities knocked, she don’t come by no mo'

What am I gonna do now?

The burden’s on wifey

She workin' overtime at her job she don’t even like B I feel like a loser, a bum, I need change

I never did nobody dirty, life can be so strange

It’s like Job in the testament

He had it all then it was gone

But I’ma ride to the end cause my faith in God is strong

Shit is arduous, no choice for me to make it either

I’m gonna earn it or just jump up and take it

(Percy Miracles):

(I need some understanding

Please try to understand me)

You can’t feel my stress

Problems get bigger with times

Shoppin' at the.

99 cent store with nickles and dimes

I feel like I’m wastin' away

At home, wastin' a day, I sleep a lot to avoid facin' the day

And I should be outside chasin' the pay

Instead of havin' Vanilla Coke chase the Granmanier

Man, this ain’t my life I should be livin' it up Not givin' a fuck

Jumpin' out the biggest of trucks

Reality sucks

I gotta get my resume tight

Hair braided tight

Set my mind and get my money right

But now-a-days jobs are slim

My other option is the dope man

I can make some yards with him

But my run could cause the refs to throw a flag on the play

Ten yard penalty and haul my black ass away

Fuck that

There’s gotta be another way to make it, either

I’m gonna earn or just jump up and take it

(Percy Miracles):

(I need some understanding

Please try to understand me)

I can’t take it First Wynn, Luke pass

Now it’s Dad, Info

It’s like every six months I look up I’m losin' kinfolk

I’m drownin' in my sadness and rage

It wasn’t time for them to go

I shouldn’t be writin' these words on this page

I should be talkin' about makin' money and broads

Dreamin' about pushin' Bentleys and a Honda Accord

Well then Luke’s in the passenger and dad’s on the block

This is gettin' out of hand, it’s about time that it stops

I can’t handle this death shit

I know I’m soundin' selfish

Between my life and they past and I’m highly effected

I can’t walk down Bryant without seein' Info’s face

Knowin' that’s the very corner that the murder took place

I’m fallin' apart, but yet I’m tryin' to hold it together

Prayin' that one of these days everything will get better

If good times are givin' out I’ll be happy to take it Otherwise I gotta figure out how I’m gonna make it

(Percy Miracles):

(I need some understanding

Please try to understand me)