Soul Lifted

Yo, Benji

Soul lifted, yeah, yeah I'm so gifted
No, no, no, listen, no, no, no, no, listen

No, listen, no, no, no

Soul lifted, spirits in my dreams
So I gotta stay awake
Gotta remain tough, for whenever them lil boys try to play
Eh
Let them try that stupid shit, I bet you that they die today
If you try today, I'll leave your body up a mile away
Dump you in the mountains, and forget I ever saw your face
Bitch, I be so angry, swear to God that I become' in raged

Tryna make some shit, they finna feel, let em all relate
I don't want no violence, but I'm ready for that fuckin' day
Found it, so I gotta use it
Found it, so I had to move it

Intellectually gifted, ain't no way that I can lose it
No females on side me, cause these bitches steady choosin
I Hopped off the porch, and they want shit that they could do when
I was jackin' money, and dangerously on the move, n

I had more than one of my youngins have to come move in
I had a few youngins who was tryna get to shootin
I said, hell nah, Brodie, you gotta look at the blueprint
Everyone who jumped inside this life ended up losin

Dead or in the system, either that or they out on the run
Seen too many people that I've cared for, have those outcomes

Soul lifted, spirits in my dreams
So I gotta stay awake
Gotta remain tough for whenever them lil boys try to play
Eh
Let them try that stupid shit, I bet you that they die today
If you try today, I'll leave your body up a mile away
Dump you in the mountains, and forget I ever saw your face
Bitch, I be so anxious, swear to God that I become in raged
Tryna make some shit, they finna feel, let em all relate
I don't want no violence, but I'm ready for that fuckin' day

Top split, stop this, this shit got me nauseous
Watchin' every move you make, can't let you cross me
Faucet, raining' so damn much because I'm cryin
Saw shit that I can never say, but it's still in my conscience
I ain't tryna run for your love, gon' end up runnin' from your love
I ain't never had me shit, of course I feel I ain't enough
I ain't fucked too many bitches, I ain't trippin', they all sluts
Raised in the heart of the trenches, I come straight up out the cut
I don't wanna write any songs about you
But my heart's only okay whenever I'm around you
You keep tellin' me you're lost, tryna tell you that I found you
I'm screamin' your name, but I think this room is soundproof
Love correctly, Googled that, before what I put how to?
I keep drownin' you out to the music, I might drown you
Label me your man, should be somethin' that you're proud to do
I think you're just mad, because I found the truth, uh
I found who you is, now

You was hidin' it from me, but I figured it out
It ain't no hidin' it now, no



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Writer(s): Brayden Ford
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