Soul Searchin

Soul searching with a tide low
When in doubt keep my eyes closed
The shorter more the good
Weigh my options up and make a call so I don't fall low
We need the trap but you can suck a dick
And run the time slow

I never catch a buzz cause I don't drink
But the let the breeze catch me
You better listen when you feeling low
So I don't sound it's just me

It's fucken up my mental
I talk about the times I had fun but that was high school
You grew out better why you cry though?

The bitches they don't miss you
I'm sick of wishing of the time that goes in circles
I'm pimping in a 64, lower than the street floor
I need a sound that hit the people

And beast coast
Don't hit like it hit back in 12 though
I honor Steez, my raps are ignorant without his relevance
And thank you to the people
Sometimes I feel this shit is not for me
I runaway from this and come back
My calling missing this it's time to eat

I focus on the treasure
Cant say what he will do and V for vendetta
My egos best when yous against me
My little knowledge to a subject is a subject to a power over me

And that was something for my comeback
A wish to bring me more stacks
A wish to bring me motive
A wish to bring my gramps back
A wish to fucking notice

They want me back in school so my language is improving
I'm tired of the bag, I got myself into some stupid
Never sign a car unless you richer than most humans

I don't regret my car be 5.3 in fewer seconds
No brag because the cash low
I want to take my parents higher than the gas that shit never hit low
And in my time zone
Reflections always needed

Irruption cause you fucking with the one and only seated
A crown cause ima king
My product always round season
I'm wishing well to others using voices as my beacon

The soul is always searching and can never be content
I found myself with money and materials I dreamt
I made this far and my skill has never bent
The opportunity I strike no hesitant



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Aispuro
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