Soul

Once lived in perfect harmony
Overtime reside in dissonance
No matter how the clock tick tick just couldn't align
Gospel from the J O I word to the wise
Basking in my love tree baby
Still chose to act hella shady
Met a little girl blossom into a lovely lady

Wounded soul
Ain't no use stressin something out of your control
Gotta let you know
Wounded soul
If it's real love they's make it to your soul
Soul

Admit it you knew how I effected you
Knew the potential I hadn't tapped into
Interrogate me like I did a crime
Lock me away solicit bullshit lies with
He say they say she a little crazy
Don't you know that I'm from the 215 baby
Makin false arrest
Not what you're suppose to do
Don't got time for this
I'm done with you
Had a talk with my soul
She let me know if you really want to grow
Gotta leave him and ego alone

Wounded soul
Ain't no use stressin something out of your control
Gotta let you know
Wounded soul
If it's real love they's make it to your soul
Soul

Being your one and only
Surfing in your crowd of lonely
PHA style of homies
Projected all mood swings and Inglorious past tense
Concusused concessions
Annie made peace with them Warbucks
School of hard knocks
45 king colt following 302 from IOUs and I love yous
Mandelaware effect
All up in pot no chips all the salsa
No picante
I wanted you to be my Beyonce and I'm Jay-Z
But I'd rather have hard squeezed lemonade

If I'm a diva make sure the D is capitalize
Don't minimize my franchise
Cause you lost your piece of the pie
Only a snake cause I can slither past your bullshit
Only get rattled up when you started actin ruthless
Askin me who's this who's that
The best you never had
Smiling getting my bag
While you worry bout the price tag
Clink my glass
Win war with hella class
Aura energy irreplaceable know that's straight facts
It's my game you in
I came to win
On the road to self love
Started ridin for my pretty brown skin
With no thanks to you
Saying I got you
This is the story of Eve once she found her true roots

Wounded soul
Ain't no use stressin something out of your control
Gotta let you know
Wounded soul
If it's real love they's make it to your soul
Soul
Wounded soul
Ain't no use stressin something out of your control
Gotta let you know
Wounded soul
If it's real love they's make it to your soul
Soul



Credits
Writer(s): Colin Wolfe, James Brown, Sonja Marie, Dallas Austin, Joi Gilliam
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