Lost Soul (Intro) Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, down on my dick, man I couldn't even think

Hole in' my heart man I thought I was gone sink

I just look at my past, that shit ain't it

We was servin' them niggas and hittin' them licks

Don't fuck with the liquor, I might take a sip

Cause all of this pain is makin' me quit

But hold on, baby, give me a minute

Finn' backpack, we get to spinning

Niggas soldiers in the field, I'm a lieutenant

Pray up on my knees, right back to sinning

Keep tellin' my mind, why I do this to myself

I'm a demon lil' child, but I ain't go to hell

Rather be broke then a nigga inna cell

Rather be a Lost Soul then depressed inna well

Oh my God, bitch, I ain't trippin

I ain't sassy, lil' bitch, I'm livin

This TKB on a mission

On Mountain AP, makin' time

rollin' an avalanche, we don't decline

They fuck' with my music, so don't doubt it's a sign

Like a shooting star, nigga, I stay in the sky

You fuck' with my, nigga, yeah you gon' die

Nah, bitch, I ain't kiddin

Cook his ass up in the kitchen

Whip his ass up in the motherfuckin' skillet

Feel like Berleezy, yeah, nigga, let's get it

NBM, nigga, yeah, this type of feelin

Pus uph shit to the motherfuckin' ceiling

I'ma pick up the torch for, gang, know I'ma finish

It's off top, no written sentence

Put myself in position to be independent, I don't even know what it is that I'm doin

Like Winter Soldier, they salute to me

Glock with extension, that's really sweet

I call her Pac-Woman, bitch, gon' eat

Leave em' with a blessed day, like Keith Lee

Don't like how I fight, I'm like Shakar

And these hoes sum bops, so talk to the Lord

Always up on the opps, we, don't check the score

My nigga ride or ride with a big-ahh four