On My Soul

Half these niggas wouldn't do half the shit I did for you

So what you acting different still do it like I still know you

I'd take the knife you put in my back and I would kill for you

Know what I feel for you

Growing distant, I fear for you

On your birthday with that white dress so magnolia

Never met a nigga more solid that'll go half on ya

Didn't mean to be so cold at first, my bad shoulder

The way I carried this whole thing until my back's broken

I broke bread with too many niggas for some damn numbers

What the fuck I look like with Judas at my last supper

You hit a break check and I crashed into your back bumper