Sounds Like A Love Song

You look good I wanna eat you like a snack
Baby girl I wanna make you come back
You know I wanna hold you like trap, lately
Girl you wanna send me crazy
Jesus dancing on my shoulder
The devil gonna do what he do like he supposed to
Make you feel like I ain't good
And I'm not for you
Life and decisions

I came out from the bottom you ain't know that
Then I got lost and cut my hair, now it grow back
Playing in the trenches the toilet was a pit
Kitchen on the outside, six hours drive and I sit Quiet
Cause I don't wanna lose
Gotta keep your head right keep working with the bruise
If you born before 2000 then you know about the struggle
Tryna get me out the struggle but it always seems to keep up
Living in pain taking showers in the rain, peeing in bucket
Seeing dad coming home with the guns, he had to dock it
The way I start the joint you really thought it was a love song
You think I'm going through my notes For punch lines
Dry mud in the yard mama kept it clean
Can't go out when it rain, when the muds wet
They dance with the devil then they tryna piss you off
I'm blessed nothing in this world to make me stress

You look good I wanna eat you like a snack
Baby girl I wanna make you come back
You know I wanna hold you like trap, lately
Girl you wanna send me crazy
Jesus dancing on my shoulder
The devil gonna do what he do like he supposed to
Make you feel like I ain't good
And I'm not for you
Life and decisions

Is it bout struggle why you had to do the hook like that
When you go fishing dawg you got to keep the bait straight
Baby, that's what they like, I said I'm out the mud I ain't out the cookie jar
Dawg you could take it to the street
And you can see that I'm respected, I do me and I'll never feel neglected
They can't say it in my face cause they know
I'm gonna smack that, born sinner in a life of sin mama said that
I got two brothers and we all chose our different ways
Mama never like it when he pull up on the block
But that's the life we living, People judge you on a hungry tummy
While your pocket full and their pocket empty
I never run away I had to make a way
Shout out D.A where the people say, Awa wi doe like that
Then they listen some white boys rap crap

You look good I wanna eat you like a snack
Baby girl I wanna make you come back
You know I wanna hold you like trap, lately
Girl you wanna send me crazy
Jesus dancing on my shoulder
The devil gonna do what he do like he supposed to
Make you feel like I ain't good
And I'm not for you
Life and decisions

Aye I want a t-shirt to we like that out the mud to represent you
You swive, yhhh large, not medium na... large
You know how up top
Jesus just dancing on my shoulder
The devil gonna do what he do like he supposed to
Make you feel like I ain't good and I'm not for you
Life and decisions
Yeah I just want to thank everybody who made this possible
All the producers, all the people who stood there with me by my side
All the people who invested in me
All the people who supported me- Financially, yeah so I mean (I mean)
I don't wanna say names and all that but you know
You know yourself if you did something for me
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Credits
Writer(s): Bertist Jeffers
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