Got Soul

I'm so proud to beg
Give it up and what you say
Think it's oh so so kind
I wanted your's but loose in time

Baby got soul
Got souls on her ceiling
Just tryna scrub em all out
My baby got so many feelings
Just tryna feel them all out

She goes home
All alone
I pen a song and I give her a poem
Well it's a drag
So very sad
When I play nice she gets so mad

When you get high, I get low
When you get low, I get high

You've been acting so strange I know it
Don't know why I keep on through it
I've been given how much I got, but
Everyone knows it's right, but
You've been thinking you would call me
You know my girl looking motley
Baby I don't think it's wrong, but
I don't want you to buy me
Oh my baby come on down, gonna
You been looking so a-frown, I
Just don't want to now, but
I don't know what I could be
I think it's so
I think you got everything you've got my baby

When you get high, I get low
When you get low, I get high



Credits
Writer(s): David Anthony Paternostro, Thomas Eisenhood, Joseph Tontillo, Samuel Charles Fruend, Griffin Dean Schwartz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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