Soul Cry

In the dark I'm smoking
I'm chillin' with my thoughts
Stay all alone
No, I'm antisocial, it ain't my fault
Cause in my dome I stay very hopeful that niggas cross
So it won't hurt the worst in the outcome of a loss

All my life I had to struggle, hustle to survive
Mama workin' hard but we barely gettin' by
I try it at an early age and got a 9 to 5
Lights still off so I went off and found a plug to supply the high
Been a fighter, shootin' never been that type of guy
But then I got robbed and now I keep a pistol on my side
In my eyes, see the prize
Self destruct to slowly die
Sadly keep it all inside
Now listen to my soul cry

You hear my soul cry
(I don't think that I can take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(I don't want it, I can't take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(Fuck it, Imma let it blow)
I think my soul died
You hear my soul cry
(I don't think that I can take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(I don't want it, I can't take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(Fuck it, Imma let it blow)
I think my soul died

I got niggas in my mind that I done seen take they last breath
The pistol on my right because I know things can go left
They say I'm always smokin'
Yeah, bitch, it's what I know best
Don't worry 'bout my life
You can't compare my shit to your stress
I'm dying deep inside
I'd be open with the coach chest
Hit me like a bullet
My life cursing through the whole vest
Adding up these niggas from the past
Life's an old test
Got a pretty bitch
But I added to this grotesque
I can't chill with niggas if it ain't involvin' no checks
So Imma need some money for my time like Rolex
Speak the truth out my chest
My heart too dark for white lies
So Imma let my soul cry
Until the day my soul die

You hear my soul cry
(I don't think that I can take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(I don't want it, I can't take no more)
You hear my soul cry
(Fuck it, Imma let it blow)
I think my soul died



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Davis
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