Empty Soul
How I feel I got a Empty Soul
All alone been on this empty road
Look I got problems but got a offer to turn this shit to gold
I done seen my potna in a coffin just off feeling hoes
Love my bitch before i beat her i'll grab my stick and go
I been in that mode
Devil on my back he got me switching clothes
I been trynna stack I ain't got shit to hold
Look, conversations with my son feel like my nigga grown
Me and Marco had a bond i see his picture and I flip the phone
I don't wanna die, don't want nobody, but don't wan live alone
When I'm crying out it's silent I try to vent alone
She gone pull up being violent if I hit I'm wrong
They trynna blame us for them bodies we been getting it on
Late at night I'm pouring Red Bull in my pop and then I hit it home
I got my head full of some thoughts I pull a cig and blow
I done gave the streets my all and I can't give nomo
I done went against the odds but I been winning tho
And they say you believe what you are believe I'm here for long
Everything ain't what it seem when these mirrors smoke
I can not just intervene with how yo feelings go
But if you feel you need to leave then let a nigga know
In the dark I sit and scream I try to tell the devil "let me go"
Feel like God don't hear my needs but know he there fasho
Way far in the deeps I done been there before
They gone put the blame on me and I just carry on
How I feel I got a Empty Soul
All alone been on this empty road
Look I got problems but got a offer to turn this shit to gold
I done seen my potna in a coffin just off feeling hoes
Love my bitch before i beat her i'll grab my stick and go
I been in that mode
Devil on my back he got me switching clothes
I been trynna stack I ain't got shit to hold
Look, conversations with my son feel like my nigga grown
Me and Pooman had a bond i see his picture and I flip the phone
Toonoo texted me message read "You can't help niggas bro"
And that shit fucked with me deep cause I know his feelings strong
You could use yo shoulder let em lean until yo niggas on
But you know yo heart don't bleed no fucking glittered gold
My main focus is to fuck around and buy Momma a bigger home
Buy Uncle a bigger stone
Wiping Granny tears til they gone
Try to get ahold of my feelings over cities I done flown
While on the plane texting yo phone
Soon as I land carve yo name in a rock and then I throw
How I feel I got a empty soul
Look, All alone been on this crooked road
I been swimming for yo love in the deepest of the ponds these waters cold
Hand to hand walking bare feet in the sand turn shit to gold
All alone been on this empty road
Look I got problems but got a offer to turn this shit to gold
I done seen my potna in a coffin just off feeling hoes
Love my bitch before i beat her i'll grab my stick and go
I been in that mode
Devil on my back he got me switching clothes
I been trynna stack I ain't got shit to hold
Look, conversations with my son feel like my nigga grown
Me and Marco had a bond i see his picture and I flip the phone
I don't wanna die, don't want nobody, but don't wan live alone
When I'm crying out it's silent I try to vent alone
She gone pull up being violent if I hit I'm wrong
They trynna blame us for them bodies we been getting it on
Late at night I'm pouring Red Bull in my pop and then I hit it home
I got my head full of some thoughts I pull a cig and blow
I done gave the streets my all and I can't give nomo
I done went against the odds but I been winning tho
And they say you believe what you are believe I'm here for long
Everything ain't what it seem when these mirrors smoke
I can not just intervene with how yo feelings go
But if you feel you need to leave then let a nigga know
In the dark I sit and scream I try to tell the devil "let me go"
Feel like God don't hear my needs but know he there fasho
Way far in the deeps I done been there before
They gone put the blame on me and I just carry on
How I feel I got a Empty Soul
All alone been on this empty road
Look I got problems but got a offer to turn this shit to gold
I done seen my potna in a coffin just off feeling hoes
Love my bitch before i beat her i'll grab my stick and go
I been in that mode
Devil on my back he got me switching clothes
I been trynna stack I ain't got shit to hold
Look, conversations with my son feel like my nigga grown
Me and Pooman had a bond i see his picture and I flip the phone
Toonoo texted me message read "You can't help niggas bro"
And that shit fucked with me deep cause I know his feelings strong
You could use yo shoulder let em lean until yo niggas on
But you know yo heart don't bleed no fucking glittered gold
My main focus is to fuck around and buy Momma a bigger home
Buy Uncle a bigger stone
Wiping Granny tears til they gone
Try to get ahold of my feelings over cities I done flown
While on the plane texting yo phone
Soon as I land carve yo name in a rock and then I throw
How I feel I got a empty soul
Look, All alone been on this crooked road
I been swimming for yo love in the deepest of the ponds these waters cold
Hand to hand walking bare feet in the sand turn shit to gold
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Writer(s): Caisyn Wafer
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