Testo Lost Soul - YATTA
Testo della canzone Lost Soul (YATTA), tratta dall'album Heartfelt
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I say my heart getting colder
All this weight on my shoulders
My son getting older, that nigga don't even know me
I hear so many, "Love you," "Mores," but none of them niggas show it
Please don't label me an addict, but I hate being sober
Got this shit all on my own, so how the fuck do I owe you?
I lost my nigga then we went and killed his killer like we supposed to
Believe half of what you see, don't beliеve none of they told you
'Cause whеn it started they all told me still be here when it's over
Gave these lil' niggas the sound, they turned around, say I stole it
I'm like kinetic energy, it ain't no stopping my motion
I'm back and I'm focused
Hide my strap in the lotion
Still tryna politic, they tell me to fall back 'cause I'm chosen
My brother rocking, I'm rolling
Ain't no question, I'm going
He shouldn't have been loafing, we caught that boy in the open
He killed my nigga the same year, couple months later, we smoked him
Sometimes I just need you to hold me, being in the room getting lonely
Say I move like the president 'cause my hat is a trophy
When it was time to prove your loyalty, you catted and folded
When you need me, I showed up, every time and you know it
So you can miss me with that fake shit, man, these niggas be phony
I been up a dark road
Streets turned my heart cold
Dealing with a lost soul
I been up a dark road
Streets turned my heart cold
Dealing with a lost soul
Yeah, yeah
I say my family need me, sometimes I don't know the meaning
They bit the hand that was feeding, they let the money be the reason
I showed 'em love with open arms and in return, I got treason
I take you to the lake to drink, but I can't make you niggas drink it
And if your loyalty come with a price, then you niggas could keep it
'Cause I be running with them killers, left your family grieving
I tell you I love you, I mean it and you better believe it
'Cause I'll kill, go to jail, rot in hell 'bout my demons
Play with them racks like Serena, play with, I'll send you to Venus
Get the fuck out my penis, them boys gon' hate when they free me
This shit I been doing from a prison cell the world never seen
Unless you was there, the shit I seen
With my two eyes, you wouldn't believe
I been up a dark road
Streets turned my heart cold
Dealing with a lost soul
I been up a dark road
Streets turned my heart cold
Dealing with a lost soul
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