Blue Notes & Street Lessons

Chorus

I seen angels change, that’s why I sleep with my regrets

Numbers in my pocket, but loyalty don’t get no text

Lost too many soldiers, and their faces haunt my steps

Pain made me solid, but sometimes I wish I wept

Post-Chorus

If I told you, would you keep it real?

If I showed you scars, could you help them heal?

Verse 2

Grandma’s kitchen, learned to cook more than just meals

Serving both love and pain on the same steel

Fast life, hope it don’t run outta gas

Switching lanes, still tryna change how I pass

Love like parole—waiting to be released

But trust got revoked, heartbreak got me policed

All my faith in a shoebox, counted in blue notes

Turned doubts to truth, now they quote what I wrote

Pre-Chorus

I been walking lines that you can’t erase

Lessons in the rearview, scars on my face

Told my lil brother don’t move off anger

Even loyalty’ll put you in danger

Chorus

I seen angels change, that’s why I sleep with my regrets

Numbers in my pocket, but loyalty don’t get no text

Lost too many soldiers, and their faces haunt my steps

Pain made me solid, but sometimes I wish I wept

Post-Chorus

If I told you, would you keep it real?

If I showed you scars, could you help them heal?