Clear My Soul Lyrics

You know I be thinking 'bout the future sometimes

(You know)

Tryna get this money with the gang (real members only)

(You know)

Tryna put my family in a better place

But it's alotta devils (you know what I'm sayin')

Every.. everytime you step up, it's new devils

I look like a rich nigga, but I ain't rich yet (rich yet)

I'm on my way, so you better sign me a fuckin' check

I'm so confident, I'm coming for your fuckin' neck

If you wanna be lucky in life, on me you better bet

Keepin' it real with myself, it ain't no stress

I know sometimes life put u on a test

New levels, new devils (devils)

Sometimes u gotta let it go, they ask u for favours (ah)

But when u need 'em they go ghost, ain't that shit funny ? (hah)

Out the mix, it's too messy, I stay in my zone (zone)

Shorty keep hitting me, she tryna bone (tryna bone)

I told her she could kiss me thru the phone (thru the phone)

I'm on grind mode for real, I need discipline (real shit)

I prefer a go getta with a melanin (they my fav)

Keep me busy tryna make everyday a payday

If u wanna reach yo goals u can't be lazy (nah)

Used to fuck with shawty, but she was crazy

Couldn't let me go, the D got her insane

I seen the real her, she can't be my lady (nah)

I'm too picky with these bitches 'cause I'm heartless

I'm too picky with these bitches 'cause a nigga heartless

Yea

Uh

I done got betrayed by people who couldn't keep it 1hunnit (hunnit)

It's not a loss 'cause u kept it real on yo end

They be playin' in yo face like it's a fucking game (fucking game)

I was tryna share the spotlight, he wanted to keep the flaming (torch) (fuck nigga)

We started this shit together and he switched like the weather (weather)

All this time he was hatin' 'cause he thought he was better (better)

Need a bitch to suck my dick when a nigga depressed (yeah)

Then I get back to the money 'n say fuck my feelings (fuck it)

Fuck it we ball

This rap shit is just a way to clear my soul (soul)

And I ain't neva gonna sell my soul (no no)

I'm the type to give my last to my bro (to my bro)

Circle got smaller again, these niggas keep folding (folding)

Like a card table (table)

Fuck it gotta cut 'em (cut 'em) (Off)

I don't trust niggas, they be on (Bluff)

Stay ready, 'cause they ain't neva gonna (Stop)

I be with the same gang just a few niggas missin'

They ain't even dead man, they just on some fufu shit

Had to switch lanes, 'cause it was too much traffic

Fuck whoever against me and the gang, u can't even compete

I got mood swings, I've been thinking 'bout my dawg lately

Mind be goin' crazy sometimes I can't even sleep (can't)

And I ain't tryna have some blood on my hands (I ain't tryna)

I wish I could talk to bro in my dreams (I wish)

Clear my soul

Wanna clear my soul

I just wanna clear my soul

Just tryna clear my soul

Ion wanna put my hands on a pole