Soul

Be proud, you probably earned it
They done raised the stakes
Got you afraid to make mistakes
Meanwhile nobody's perfect
It's real
It'll Stress ya
Don't let it getcha
Cuz on ourselves we put so much pressure
And then it's builds
But chill
Success and failure
It comes and goes
That's not who you are
Man, that's the soul
Do what you love the most
Know it's uncomfortable
But people on they deathbed regret that
They spent that whole life in they comfort zone
Chilling with the family and I'm still alone
With everything that's going on
I'm too numb to feel at home
I'm too young to feel this grown
Twenty-six feeling like I'm 50 cent
My death is wished by many men
Yet again So let me vent
Life just won't let me live
Am I making sense?
Got my degree and then
Overqualified for this nine to five
Job I got just to pay the debt
I mean just to pay the rent
Nigga no

I be staying home
I'm too broke to pay respects
Can't tell if I'm grown
Or if I just play pretend
Am I getting old?
Feel like we just bigger kids
Everybody winging it
Venture the unknown
I be staying home
I'm too broke to pay respects
Can't tell if I'm grown
Or if I just play pretend
Am I getting old?
Feel like we just bigger kids
Everybody winging it
Venture the unknown
Known



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Foster
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