Lost Soul Freestyle
(U didn't luv her)
(U just didn't wanna be alone)
(Or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego)
(Or, or maybe she just made you better about your miserable life)
(But didn't luv her)
(Because u don't destroy people that you love)
(And that is a fact)
Demons in my head, they be fucking up my brain
I can't love again coz I'm feeling like hell
I be in the crib cooking up the beat like MAKO
Molly, xanax and Percocets, I mix em with the fucking wockhardt
Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance
Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan
Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho
Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands
That I be stacking every fucking single day
I'm still in my head
Stuck in the trance, in my feels
I still love your touch
Coz of your touch, I lost my soul
I still crave your lies
I'm still stuck in my ways
I still love you, girl
I still want to hold you close
I can't even trust myself
I make dumb mistakes, and they turn into satchels
I can't never sell my soul, I dunno what that shit be worth
Chopper hitting just like knunchucks, in the right back
I don't even fuck with bad hoes coz they always plotting
Baby do you even love me, I just wanna know
(Baby do you even love me, I just wanna know)
Demons in my head, they be fucking up my brain
I can't love again coz I'm feeling like hell
I be in the crib cooking up the beat like MAKO
Molly, xanax and Percocets, I mix em with the fucking wockhardt
Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance
Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan
Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho
Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands
That I be stacking every fucking single day
(Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance)
(Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan)
(Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho)
(Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands)
(That I be stacking every fucking single day)
(U just didn't wanna be alone)
(Or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego)
(Or, or maybe she just made you better about your miserable life)
(But didn't luv her)
(Because u don't destroy people that you love)
(And that is a fact)
Demons in my head, they be fucking up my brain
I can't love again coz I'm feeling like hell
I be in the crib cooking up the beat like MAKO
Molly, xanax and Percocets, I mix em with the fucking wockhardt
Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance
Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan
Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho
Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands
That I be stacking every fucking single day
I'm still in my head
Stuck in the trance, in my feels
I still love your touch
Coz of your touch, I lost my soul
I still crave your lies
I'm still stuck in my ways
I still love you, girl
I still want to hold you close
I can't even trust myself
I make dumb mistakes, and they turn into satchels
I can't never sell my soul, I dunno what that shit be worth
Chopper hitting just like knunchucks, in the right back
I don't even fuck with bad hoes coz they always plotting
Baby do you even love me, I just wanna know
(Baby do you even love me, I just wanna know)
Demons in my head, they be fucking up my brain
I can't love again coz I'm feeling like hell
I be in the crib cooking up the beat like MAKO
Molly, xanax and Percocets, I mix em with the fucking wockhardt
Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance
Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan
Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho
Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands
That I be stacking every fucking single day
(Perky got me got me going slow mo, like I'm in the trance)
(Xanax got me reminiscing, like I'm Tarzan)
(Fuck a bitch and then I leave, don't give a fuck about a ho)
(Lil bitch I only give a fuck about the bands)
(That I be stacking every fucking single day)
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Dhybondo
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