Lost Soul$

I paint a picture full of words when I feel like it
Heart so big I could probably ever dream about it
And that's the thing about it, yeah
Don't you wonder what it feel like?
A lot of pressure but it seem light, yeah, yeah
And that's the thing right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

I been going through the motions
(Got it from myself)
Yeah I been going through the motions
(Got it from myself now, self now got it got it uh
Got it from myself now, uh I been)
I been going through the motions
(Got it from myself)
Yeah I been going through the motions
(Gotta get my head now, head now got it got it uh
Gotta get my head now, uh I been)
I be smoking 'till it's burnt (burnt)
Drinking all this henny mixing pills, I'm late to work
Got me feeling tired I can't fuck with you today
Acid in my living room to deal with all the pain (deal with it)
I be gucci down but I got no soul (No soul)
You made it to the top betraying everyone you know
You made it to the top
How's it feel?
Feels lonely don't it

I paint a picture with my words when I feel like it
Heart so big I could probably ever dream about it
And that's the thing about it, yeah
Don't you wonder what it feel like?
A lot of pressure but it seem light
And that's the thing right?
(Yeah, I paint a picture-paint a picture when I feel like)
I paint a picture full of words when I feel like it
Heart so big I could probably have a dream about it
And that's the thing about it, yeah
Don't you wonder what it feel like?
A lot of pressure but it seem light
And that's the thing right, yeah
I paint a picture, paint a picture when I feel like
I paint a picture, paint a picture when I feel like
I paint a picture, paint a picture when I feel like

Hold up, wait a minute, I can feel it in the air
Stars alligning, bridges burning, tried to tell them that I care
But they don't give a fuck
They tryna see me 6 feet, yeah I know their guilty
Got em' feeling shitty
Last verse, I gotta go out with a bang
Mfs always talking, always got something to say
So I don't pay any mind, that's a mountain already climbed, so
I'll paint a picture, paint a picture when I feel like
That's out, damn
Hah, damn man
That shit heals my soul, forreal though



Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Witt
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