Soul Food

If they ain't hatin' you ain't doin' some' right
That's what my momma, that's what my momma told me
I see all my demons at night
When I'm alone, when I'm alone

Let me know, tell me where the hell i'm 'pose to go
Demons all around me and they're feeding on my soul
I know you don't care about me
Matter of fact you don't care about a thing
Let me know, tell me where the hell i'm 'pose to go
Demons all around me and they're feeding on my soul
I know you don't care about me
Matter of fact you don't care about a thing

All these chains around my neck I look just like a slave (woah)
I take your lil bitch and now she wanna go on a date (huh)
I been in my bag and that's why all these niggas hate (what)
Nigga wanna be like me boy stay up in your lane yeah (yeah)
It's only one of me I swear to God yeah (swear to God yeah)
Fuck around I might just steal your broad yeah (steal your broad yeah)
I like my bitches foreign like my car yeah (like my car yeah)
Fuck around with me you might get robbed yeah
If they ain't hatin' you ain't doin' some' right
That's what my momma, that's what my momma told me
I see all my demons at night
When I'm alone, when I'm alone (woah)
I been feeling bad for a long time
And I been feeling sad for a long time
These niggas been mad for a long time
'Cause I been in my bag for a long time

Let me know, tell me where the hell i'm 'pose to go
Demons all around me and they're feeding on my soul
I know you don't care about me
Matter of fact you don't care about a thing
Let me know, tell me where the hell i'm 'pose to go
Demons all around me and they're feeding on my soul
I know you don't care about me
Matter of fact you don't care about a thing

If they ain't hatin' you ain't doin' some' right
That's what my momma, that's what my momma told me
I see all my demons at night
When i'm alone, when i'm alone

Swear to God yeah
Steal your broad yeah
Like my car yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Ford
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