Killa

Not too many I let get close to me
You gave yo soul to me
Got me thinking bout you uncontrollably
You wanna roll with me
Kick yo bitch right to the curb
Everything ain't what it seems
You in my lane, I just might swerve
Everything I deserve
I'll have it
Really listen to my words
Unlike many they match my actions
Leave it all on the beat, fuck rapping
This shit is passion
Feel that fire burning, every time you play my tracks man
It ain't no looking back man
A lot of people just want a reaction
See I stay far away from those
I had a broken soul
So easy for the Devil to control
I ended up lost in the sauce
And my heart turned cold
I won't ever bend or fold
I'm twenty four years old
I pray I live a full life
Lord protect my soul
Keep me away from folks like Suge Knight
And the money on my mind
Soon as I open my eyes
Grandad, I'm still amazed all the shit you did while being blind
Uh

I still cry sometimes, as I talk to your spirit
Thinking bout my future life
Wishing you could be in it
And I just finished, another tape
I still cry sometimes, as I talk to your spirit
Thinking bout my future life
Wishing you could be in it
And I just finished, another tape

Gotta get it how you live
I think of all I did
Just a kid
Moving like I was grown
Shit ain't too good at home
I loved the thrill of the streets
How he feel inside of me
Oh yeah, this where I wanna be
It's hard to smile, when you live a double life
We in the trap, he knocking it down
Right back in church tomorrow at nine
And truth be told
At twenty four years old, I didn't think I'd be alive
It's a reason I'm still breathing
Everyday I thank God
So many chances, over & over
Should of died right on the spot
But you got the final say
I hear you saying Fear Not
Tat that shit right on my skin
For all the times that I forgot
And there's so much more coming, I ain't worried bout no losses
Just want you to keep me cumming
Fuck talking all that nonsense
I'm grinding, putting time in foreal
And when I really start shining, stay yo ass over there
Yeah, said stay yo ass over there

I still cry sometimes, as I talk to your spirit
Thinking bout my future life
Wishing you could be in it
And I just finished, another tape
I still cry sometimes, as I talk to your spirit
Thinking bout my future life
Wishing you could be in it
And I just finished, another tape



Credits
Writer(s): Deja Nolan
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