I Been There (Prodigal Son)

Lyrics

uh turn me up turn me up alright Listen this the realest shit i ever wrote/ I started rapping gospel ended up selling dope/ Man tell me where i went wrong?/ Prodigal just left home/ Jesus i left holmes/ Headed to the deadzone head on/ Hard head nigga but im head strong/ Last name Son first name Prodigal/ Battlefield of the Mind, this war is psychological/ Im the one the devil wanna set fire to/ Same time kids say "Coop I admire you"/ My nigga like "lil eyeing you"/ I can take her down without even trying to/ I can straddle the fence, who am I lying too?/ I tell the truth when i lie, Im lyin proof/ Coopac Shakur I got the juice/ Double minded mind no wonder why i am Coupe/ Please straighten me out Lord, iron Coop/ Instead of worrying bout who shoot and who toot/ Who kno? I would be coo coo at two two/ 2 lives like New-New/ You died, No lie, yo blood Suwoo/ they dont hear me though x2 man say no more, talk to em Head messed up, I need Cosmetology/ Repentance better than them fake apologies/ Man sin has a variety in my society, it is not a sight to see/ Ima people person, sociology/ You can call me Young Moses cause Im the 1 chosen/ Check the concrete this Rose has rosen/ *inhales* Deep breath keep flowing/ Work in progress Im still growing/ Lights out Im still glowing/ Life is not easy no freethrowing/ haha ima keep going/ I made it through the heat like cinnarolls/ I win in the end seminoles/ I look back some years ago/ Life was a joke, Comedy Central/ I was living funny you can call me Will Ferrell/ Now I gotta keep it moving like a wheelbarrow/ Cant sellout to the streets, Russ Darrow/ I know he love me if his eye is on the sparrow/ I aim for the road thats straight and narrow/ Bulleyes no bow and arrow/ But I gotta move real careful/ Because I was on the wide road with my eyes closed/ Tryna blow money fast but time frozed/ Its not unusual, Tom Jones/ (I been there) Ehthing done seen behind close doors/ When i sold O's, when I got her out her clothes/ Gave her plan B thinking nobody knows/ Im worn out like some old clothes/ I cant tithe, I cant I cant I cant take this shit/ I desire desire a real relationship/ If I go back to the crib, I wonder if the lights on?/ Cuz I want them to know that the prodigals home/ The Prodigals home, Im back!/ uh Im back Im back Im back Im back/ Im back Charlie, Im back Joe/ So you can "Say No More"/ No more said get it did/ Dendoe Father forgive me for all my sins for I have fallen short of your glory Im sorry.