Soul Bleed

Come on
Look huh

Tell the truth I don't even know where to start at
Mama wanted me in church but that trap's where my heart at
Fuck my ex bitch you'll never get my heart back
I ain't tryna hit the club it's like way too many hard hats
At a point in life rather hit that booth dog and let my soul bleed
Remember times it was hard I prayed to God to send some more Ps
Can't name a time the man above ain't answer my needs
Gelato know his worth yeah I'm what a bitch need

I can't go out sad I know my block gone love me to the end
Give a fuck about a friend treat my guys like they kin
Gotta come from nick damn free my nigga out that pen
Don't compare me to these lil' boys ain't none of my raps pretend
I done spent that check for real only thing left for me to see a mill
Real trap nigga bet I see that shit before a deal
All my role models sold hard damn it's getting hard to feel
Bet I never shed a tear the definition of real nigga

Tell the truth I don't even know where to start at
Mama wanted me in church but that trap's where my heart at
Fuck my ex bitch you'll never get my heart back
I ain't tryna hit the club it's like way too many hard hats
At a point in life rather hit that booth dog and let my soul bleed
Remember times it was hard I prayed to God to send some more Ps
Can't name a time the man above ain't answer my needs
Gelato know his worth yeah I'm what a bitch need

Cmon yeah
Gelato know his worth yeah I'm like what a bitch
Gelato know his worth yeah I'm what a bitch need
Come on come on
And that's why I don't roll with no security guards know what I'm sayin'
Cause I don't feel like I need it
I got the biggest security guard in the world on my back right now
Yo that's the lord



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Writer(s): Dallas Waiters
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