Reach The Lost

I  been dying to myself, and I been picking up my cross
They know I really change, and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, know I'm real when I talk
And I been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm trying to reach the lost

I  been dying to myself, and I been picking up my cross
They know I really change, and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, know I'm real when I talk
And I've been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm trying to reach the lost

Before I gave my life to Christ, I was on a different path
Thirteen, jumped off that Porch, thank God I didn't crash
Prison only thing that really saved me, I was living fast
If I ain't go to jail, I would've been zipped up in a bag

I could've caught a life case
I'm a risk taker, I gamble with my life and let the dice shake
We was outside and off the porch, since myspace
Repenting for my sins, changed my ways, cause I wasnt headed in the right way

I relate to these trenches, cause I know how being in the streets feel
If my rap wasn't facts, homies would expose me or the streets will
Was really thuggin' in the field, really took some plea deals
If you wanna play with that fire, you gon' see how that heat feel

I was on that four yard, where I left baby Banng'em at
They gave him a hunnid with an L, but got faith he gon' make it back
Free cash, free pacslim, free bang em' scrap
Can't forget quan and its celebrations when y'all make it back

I  been dying to myself, and I been picking up my cross
They know I'm really change and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, know I'm real when I talk
And I been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm tryna reach the lost

I been dying to myself, and I been picking up my cross
They know I'm really change and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, know I'm real when I talk
And I been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm tryna reach the lost

God show me the way. I didnt just find it myself
I was lost in this world, till I started finding myself
If this walk was really easy, I'd be lying to myself
Didn't wanna bare my cross, but kept dying to myself

I can relate to the trenches, I know the feeling of being lost
I can relate to seeking vengeance, know the feeling of being crossed
Found my identity in Christ, I've been picking up my cross
Even when I fall short, still committed to this walk

God bless me with my bro, Dontae. That's my cuz, homie
Embraced me as a little brother in Christ and just loved on me
Hog Mob my brothers, shout out sevin, that's my blood homie
I'm a pay it forward, cause I appreciate what y'all done for me

Caught myself slipping, putting my homies on in prison
Wasn't getting my hands dirty, but I had DC send it
Was condoning what they was doing, and then I felt convicted
But I died to myself, ask for forgiveness and repentance

I been dying to myself and I been picking up my cross
They know I really change and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, they know I'm real when I talk
And I been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm trying to reach the lost

I been dying to myself and I been picking up my cross
They know I'm really change and I'm real about my walk
They see my demonstration, they know I'm real when I talk
And I been speaking to the trenches, cause I'm trying to reach the lost

I've been dying to myself and I've been picking up my cross