Death Of King Wood

Rip to the all me he got lost in the beats
Soul was to broke to fix so I had to turn into Reap
Rebuilding from the ashes of all that I used to be
Ain't trynna reach the masses I'm just trynna be free
Rip to the all me he got lost in the beats
Soul was to broke to fix so I had to turn into Reap
Rebuilding from the ashes of all that I used to be
Ain't trynna reach the masses I'm just trynna be free

Its easy to say that you busy without putting the work in
Cuz can't nobody see what you hiding behind the curtains
Broken promises, dark thoughts and demons lurking
With smile and voice full of joy like you not hurting
My bad I'm sorry if I let to much out
Old me kept on swinging until he struck out
Got pissed bat went flying back in the dugout
But no one was there my old team had already snuck out
Damn they left me by my lonely
Almost didn't make had to many demons on me
Had to Save myself so I don't trust my homies
Cuz nowadays even yo day ones can be phony

Rip to the all me he got lost in the beats
Soul was to broke to fix so I had to turn into Reap
Rebuilding from the ashes of all that I used to be
Ain't trynna reach the masses I'm just trynna be free
Rip to the all me he got lost in the beats
Soul was to broke to fix so I had to turn into Reap
Rebuilding from the ashes of all that I used to be
Ain't trynna reach the masses I'm just trynna be free



Credits
Writer(s): Devonte Lockwood
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