
Open My Heart FLAME (Ft. Courtney Orlando)
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[Intro]
I guess we all hurt sometimes
So I find myself takin' it one day at a time ya' know
Cause' ain't nothin' easy about this life here
I must seek my Source, one day at a time y'all
[Verse One]
Nothing in this world will ever be peaches and cream
That's just in everyday living not mentioning spiritual things
I get sick and tired of hard times, It's hard to renew my mind
Hard to put the past behind when ya' feelin' blind
I grew up seeing the same ol' murdas
Same ol' thugs in the same ol' swervas
Sometimes I was afraid to walk through the 'hood
I know we say it but ain't all good I'm keeping it real
My daddy came home he was robbed
Mom on disability and daddy lost his job
So where that leave me at? I go to school wit dirty shoes and wack ball caps
I'm in the hall catchin' all laughs
I'm tryin' to stay focused 'cause this locust is real
Went to kick it but my homie got killed
I'm under all pressure
The Lord blessed a young ghetto child like Flame
I'm still living through the sufferin' and pain
[Chorus - 3X]
Lord I know that you already love me
And you want me to walk by my faith
But it's hard for me to see you when there's no good around
So I need you to open my heart so I can love you more
(While I'm livin' I'm a give you my all)
I guess we all hurt sometimes
So I find myself takin' it one day at a time ya' know
Cause' ain't nothin' easy about this life here
I must seek my Source, one day at a time y'all
[Verse One]
Nothing in this world will ever be peaches and cream
That's just in everyday living not mentioning spiritual things
I get sick and tired of hard times, It's hard to renew my mind
Hard to put the past behind when ya' feelin' blind
I grew up seeing the same ol' murdas
Same ol' thugs in the same ol' swervas
Sometimes I was afraid to walk through the 'hood
I know we say it but ain't all good I'm keeping it real
My daddy came home he was robbed
Mom on disability and daddy lost his job
So where that leave me at? I go to school wit dirty shoes and wack ball caps
I'm in the hall catchin' all laughs
I'm tryin' to stay focused 'cause this locust is real
Went to kick it but my homie got killed
I'm under all pressure
The Lord blessed a young ghetto child like Flame
I'm still living through the sufferin' and pain
[Chorus - 3X]
Lord I know that you already love me
And you want me to walk by my faith
But it's hard for me to see you when there's no good around
So I need you to open my heart so I can love you more
(While I'm livin' I'm a give you my all)
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