Jayjay LeChopz - 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 f*ckin' check
I'm so confident, I'm coming for your f*ckin' 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 f*ck 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 f*cking game (f*cking game)
I was tryna share the spotlight, he wanted to keep the flaming (torch) (f*ck 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 f*ck my feelings (f*ck it)
F*ck 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)
F*ck 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
F*ck 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