the soul is a piano
Play that piano, keys on my heart
I sing melodies from the heart
I think I lost my voice from the spark
Smoke you out, I don't want to fuck when we done
Skin complexion on her honey bun, no Major Nine
I think my niggas are addicted to committing crimes
I think I lost myself for the three-hundred thousandth time
She got a spine just like a snake so I'ma take her down
And I need really real love
So I cut all them bitches off 'cause they fake
If anybody come around I say get the fuck out my way
And I do love my mama but we make each other feel a way
And I can't cry no more, the reaper took like all my tears away
And I don't miss you bitch, yo' ass was probably never even gay
I got a burden on my heart, I feel it each and every day
If you don't text me first, we never ever gone communicate and nigga play then you lay
And I ain't telling them our whereabouts, they'll ock us in them gates
I love my brother and my brother love me, this ain't Coi Leray
If I could die today, on God, I wanna see what's at the gates
And I don't give a fuck, I'm really raw, somebody want a taste
And I don't fuck on no lil' bitches so gone head call it a day
Play that piano, keys on my heart
I sing melodies from the heart
I think I lost my voice from the spark
Smoke you out, I don't want to fuck when we done
Skin complexion on her honey bun, no Major Nine
I think my niggas are addicted to committing crimes
I think I lost myself for the three-hundred thousandth time
She got a spine just like a snake so I'ma take her down
And she a dime
Hit me just to roll around, we wasting time
I don't know love you bitch, was never mine
Is that a crime?
I could hunch but I don't have the time
I'm really not, tryna link with you or spend the time
I wan' lay down
I don't wan' be upon the crowd, I'm feeling down
If you leave today, don't come round a second time
And I feel all the pain inflicted while I keep a smile, three times
I sing melodies from the heart
I think I lost my voice from the spark
Smoke you out, I don't want to fuck when we done
Skin complexion on her honey bun, no Major Nine
I think my niggas are addicted to committing crimes
I think I lost myself for the three-hundred thousandth time
She got a spine just like a snake so I'ma take her down
And I need really real love
So I cut all them bitches off 'cause they fake
If anybody come around I say get the fuck out my way
And I do love my mama but we make each other feel a way
And I can't cry no more, the reaper took like all my tears away
And I don't miss you bitch, yo' ass was probably never even gay
I got a burden on my heart, I feel it each and every day
If you don't text me first, we never ever gone communicate and nigga play then you lay
And I ain't telling them our whereabouts, they'll ock us in them gates
I love my brother and my brother love me, this ain't Coi Leray
If I could die today, on God, I wanna see what's at the gates
And I don't give a fuck, I'm really raw, somebody want a taste
And I don't fuck on no lil' bitches so gone head call it a day
Play that piano, keys on my heart
I sing melodies from the heart
I think I lost my voice from the spark
Smoke you out, I don't want to fuck when we done
Skin complexion on her honey bun, no Major Nine
I think my niggas are addicted to committing crimes
I think I lost myself for the three-hundred thousandth time
She got a spine just like a snake so I'ma take her down
And she a dime
Hit me just to roll around, we wasting time
I don't know love you bitch, was never mine
Is that a crime?
I could hunch but I don't have the time
I'm really not, tryna link with you or spend the time
I wan' lay down
I don't wan' be upon the crowd, I'm feeling down
If you leave today, don't come round a second time
And I feel all the pain inflicted while I keep a smile, three times
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Writer(s): Aniyah Williams
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