Lost Soul Lyrics

I can see you lost

Let me help you back

I can see you lost

Let me help you back

I can see you lost

Let me help you back home

That wolf dressed in sauce

Might swallow you whole

Driving drunk I ain't gonna lose Control

Puff puff pass we been smoking on The dro

Loud pack gas

Keeps me focused on the road

Turn my music up

Won't focus on the phone

She hitting my line

Details she wanna know

Always asking me why my heart so Cold

The way I grew up

Wouldn't say I was a screw up

My brain getting screwed up

Since H Towns chopped and Screwed up

Learned to take a gun or a needle

And that's how you shoot up

Got a question who is you ruler

What happens if I take a day off

Like Ferris Bueller

They yelling play ball

Stop fouling the shooter

Will grow through anything

Like the grass through manure

Learned to pass and maneuver

Hitting homers like a brewer

Feel like Homer Simpson

I can see the future

Driving round in Benz's with a Ruger

Let's stop with tension

Don't wanna shoot ya

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

I don't think you the one of me

Look at my soul and my spirit

Through rock and roll you gon Hear it

All these goals could just vanish

No more money to manage

No more trips to the hamptons

No more books to cram in

God made me look at my damage

Look like a QB that's scrambling

Risking injury

Put my body on the line

Show you what this mean to me

I don't sign the dotted line

Devil probably finish me

God told me that I'll be fine

And I am fine literally

Yo chick probably into me

Stop with the arrogance

Let's not go there again

Stopping these Terrorists

That's terrorizing yo therapist

Wonder who yo parrot is

Squawking in yo ear

Making you act weird

Thinking everything's not fair Again

Spending ones fives and tens

Saving twenty's fifty's and Benjamin's

Soon enough we'll all forget what A penny Is

But we'll always remember what Lincoln

Crossing names off a list

You done counting that money

How much is there

Ohhh

Now you need to go in there

And say your prayers

Thank God

Without him none of this is Possible