Fast life
moving to fast living the fast life
not putting god first was my biggest mistake
ran away at 15 not knowing what life would bring
complaining so much I felt selfish
not knowing that my time I needed to cherish
laying my head wherever I could
back at home was where I stood
thinking to myself damn what a childhood
standing there nervous not knowing
what will be my next move
I know you remember that I didn't grow up
on a silver spoon
going back to my old life is not in my plans
walking in the wrong direction but
god grabbed my hands
he had me covered all these years
he took away my pain and my fears
no more stressing, dry up the tears
stay patient baby girl your time is near
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