Soul Opera
Seen my daughter FaceTime I ain't picking up
Cuz the bill late so niggas cut my water off
& I just wanna die again
Hear my soul cry again
45 on my mind again
Had that twinkle in my eye again
I'm in the mirror with the 4 on me
Tryna find reason to make it gory homie
My life's shit true story homie
At age 5 me & mama living in the street
At age 7 ship sailed up shits creek
At age 9 she met Kevin on granny street
Still at the bottom like a cross under rosaries
I wish my daddy loved me
I wish that nigga hugged me
My heart won't grow & my blood runs cold
& I still don't know how to love me
Yeah
This is my
This is my letter to you
My letter to you
From me
Slit the vein send the pain through the wire now
No soul in my choir now
In the jungle with the wolves tiger woods with the iron out
From where hyenas cross the lion out
See my heart turned stone so I'm quiet now
I got
I got some shit I wanna iron out
I'll ask God all the shit I wanna find out
I'll meet God or the fire now
Look
Holding my shit loading the clip
Thinking bout all the times I was making a flip
I guess karma came to visit cuz life's my bitch
& they in the boat that I'm fixing to sink
I remember all the times I came up off a lick
& lost the bread mostly likely on some bills & shit
Hard times in the life of a Crip
Think it's time yeah I'm over this shit
Cuz the bill late so niggas cut my water off
& I just wanna die again
Hear my soul cry again
45 on my mind again
Had that twinkle in my eye again
I'm in the mirror with the 4 on me
Tryna find reason to make it gory homie
My life's shit true story homie
At age 5 me & mama living in the street
At age 7 ship sailed up shits creek
At age 9 she met Kevin on granny street
Still at the bottom like a cross under rosaries
I wish my daddy loved me
I wish that nigga hugged me
My heart won't grow & my blood runs cold
& I still don't know how to love me
Yeah
This is my
This is my letter to you
My letter to you
From me
Slit the vein send the pain through the wire now
No soul in my choir now
In the jungle with the wolves tiger woods with the iron out
From where hyenas cross the lion out
See my heart turned stone so I'm quiet now
I got
I got some shit I wanna iron out
I'll ask God all the shit I wanna find out
I'll meet God or the fire now
Look
Holding my shit loading the clip
Thinking bout all the times I was making a flip
I guess karma came to visit cuz life's my bitch
& they in the boat that I'm fixing to sink
I remember all the times I came up off a lick
& lost the bread mostly likely on some bills & shit
Hard times in the life of a Crip
Think it's time yeah I'm over this shit
Credits
Writer(s): Ajani Ledgister
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