Malik Corleone - SOULPAIN (Interlude) Lyrics

(Lotta pain in my soul)
Lotta pain in my soul, but it ain't no bullet holes
He can't say the same, he got caught without his pole
Spinnin' in the rain, hurricanes, we in a storm
Yea he shoulda used his legs, cause he won't even armed
Yea my lawyer up in court, makin' plays like he LeBron
And my bitch drink Casa, she don't drink no Deleon
10 hoes up in the casa, yea I feel like Don Juan
We ain't worried bout tomorrow, cause the day is still young
Cuzzo f*ckin' with that rock still, like a pilgrim
Yea I still be poppin' pills, I be feelin' chills son
Yea the block give me thrills, all my niggas killed sumn
If not, they was on them drills tryna nail sumn
Got yo bitch eatin' dick, tellin' me I'm handsome
Had to go and hit a lick, just to get them bands up
Shawty thick as hell, swear that ass held me ransom
Some of my niggas in the hood like Sway, they don't got the answers
For the pain, we pour out Moey
Been with Badazz before Joey
For the pain, go get a trophy
Score until them niggas notice
That ain't my mans, that nigga bogus
Yeah, run up on him take a photo
Don't show me the bill, I don't need to see the total
This shit addin' up, I ain't even notice
Shawty bad as f*ck, I ain't even notice
She tell me I'm stuck, I ain't even notice
(Lotta pain in my soul, f*ckin' with these shiesty hoes)
(Lotta pain in my soul)
(Lotta Pain)