Lost Soul

Lost soul burnin like a hot stove burnin like hot stove
Lost soul burnin like a hot stove burnin like a hot stove
Where I'm from you gotta stay on go
For a youngin pull up hop out and wipe ya nose
I been living fast 40 yard dash left my soul
I been living fast black fayzos on the gas tryna cope
I gotta lost soul a lost soul
Glock full with tacos
Burnin like a hot stove
True religion look dope and that's how I got those
Poke the windows in ya home I wasn't doing kick door
I wasn't doing kick door but if I'm caught anyway they gon throw me like 4
Hollin' long live 4 tryna ball like Mo
Tryna ball like JD step like Dre and up the score
Up the score, Up the sco
Up the score if you say I'm living wrong yea I know
But ain't nobody do me right when I was sleepin on the floor
I was sleepin in a office on my sis had no home
You can go and ask my pops I ain't even have no soap
Ain't no slavery but the government got us roped
Go to college just to live but it'll leave yo ass broke
We broke already so tell me how that go
We broke already judge gon put us in a choke
I gotta lost soul a lost soul
Burnin like a hot stove burnin like a hot stove
A lost soul a soul
Burnin like a hot stove burnin like a hot stove

I gotta lost soul wonder where my mind go
Headstone traumatizing times got my heart froze
No backbone stabbed me in the back boy you dead wrong
Tombstone I ain't talkin bout a Rod Wave song
I'm on my Hershey flow nowadays you cant trust ya bros
I trust my bros I make amends cause I love my folks
Can't love no hoe that's my motto I stick to the code
Yea I stick to the code

I said I want it all
Ima take the chance I don't care if ima fall
I waited on mine and I waited on my call
Overcame a lot and I did it on my own
Ima make my city hot and I put that on my own
Gang with me understand them things with me
They gave me the last shot understand I ain't missing
Allat shit that you be talkin that shit really ain't givng
Ima pull up head missing just to leave ya head missing
Nigga yeaa
Hol on some shit made me strong it's tears I never shed
Hol on ima leave you lone before I lose my head
These drugs got me gone I be takin em to the head
If a nigga fuck with me I know ima leave him dead

I gotta lost soul wonder where my mind go
Headstone traumatizing times got my heart froze
No backbone stabbed me in the back boy you dead wrong
Tombstone I ain't talkin bout a Rod Wave song
I'm on my Hershey flow nowadays you cant trust ya bros
I trust my bros I make amends cause I love my folks
Can't love no hoe that's my motto I stick to the code
Yea I stick to the code

Yea yea I stick to the code
I stick to the code
I stick to the code
I stick to the code