Lost Soul" Realbleeda - Lyrics
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shook back im not d rose
I'm an insane n***a who you knew before
We bring that pain n***a like you hit your pinky toe
On the corner of the baseboards
Pick up sticks better pick up sticks cuz you aint safe boy
I wanna know why they hate boy
All that looking gon get you shot in the face boy
Take 5k out the safe and put it in the bin
Gon take 25 out that bitch and put it on your mans though
And put 100 in the street
That's drawing blood for a n****a every week
Got tired of taking Ls that shit got me in beast mode
Glock with a switch with 50 on that bitch that's a cheat code
Gon post on they block cuz they know that it get lethal
Gon clear that street hop out your jeep like what you creep for
When its beef you gotta die easy
So i get dirty send a prayer to the sky
Spinning shit and wet you up
My gangsta bitch like mello buckz
Get your addy aint no cabbage she be quick to set you up
She a bleeda she like me that evil she like me
That creeping she like me aint tryna find a way to leave
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shoot back im not d rose
Mane these n***as they be pussy ass bitch ass hoe ass snitch ass slimy ass n***as
You gon get your whole clique smashed tellem this the get back pull up f*ck chit chat
I cashed out on some diamonds all because of my mama death the age the she left
Wont care bout who you kill cuz when we up in the field better know that we step
Coming thru stepping on heads leaving shit left for dead
The snakes up in that grass look how they did fred
Why i been feeling bad prolly need to take my meds
200 in the glass of water now im feeling yea
Long live rich homie i been feeling like the man again
Cant stop clapping pistols we do it again and again
Look out with your sails in the wind
So we put bullets in the wind
You know we dancing to win
I think that they wont play again
Realbleeda - Lost Soul Lyrics
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Lost Soul" Realbleeda - Lyrics
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shook back im not d rose
I'm an insane n***a who you knew before
We bring that pain n***a like you hit your pinky toe
On the corner of the baseboards
Pick up sticks better pick up sticks cuz you aint safe boy
I wanna know why they hate boy
All that looking gon get you shot in the face boy
Take 5k out the safe and put it in the bin
Gon take 25 out that bitch and put it on your mans though
And put 100 in the street
That's drawing blood for a n****a every week
Got tired of taking Ls that shit got me in beast mode
Glock with a switch with 50 on that bitch that's a cheat code
Gon post on they block cuz they know that it get lethal
Gon clear that street hop out your jeep like what you creep for
When its beef you gotta die easy
So i get dirty send a prayer to the sky
Spinning shit and wet you up
My gangsta bitch like mello buckz
Get your addy aint no cabbage she be quick to set you up
She a bleeda she like me that evil she like me
That creeping she like me aint tryna find a way to leave
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shoot back im not d rose
Mane these n***as they be pussy ass bitch ass hoe ass snitch ass slimy ass n***as
You gon get your whole clique smashed tellem this the get back pull up f*ck chit chat
I cashed out on some diamonds all because of my mama death the age the she left
Wont care bout who you kill cuz when we up in the field better know that we step
Coming thru stepping on heads leaving shit left for dead
The snakes up in that grass look how they did fred
Why i been feeling bad prolly need to take my meds
200 in the glass of water now im feeling yea
Long live rich homie i been feeling like the man again
Cant stop clapping pistols we do it again and again
Look out with your sails in the wind
So we put bullets in the wind
You know we dancing to win
I think that they wont play again
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shook back im not d rose
I'm an insane n***a who you knew before
We bring that pain n***a like you hit your pinky toe
On the corner of the baseboards
Pick up sticks better pick up sticks cuz you aint safe boy
I wanna know why they hate boy
All that looking gon get you shot in the face boy
Take 5k out the safe and put it in the bin
Gon take 25 out that bitch and put it on your mans though
And put 100 in the street
That's drawing blood for a n****a every week
Got tired of taking Ls that shit got me in beast mode
Glock with a switch with 50 on that bitch that's a cheat code
Gon post on they block cuz they know that it get lethal
Gon clear that street hop out your jeep like what you creep for
When its beef you gotta die easy
So i get dirty send a prayer to the sky
Spinning shit and wet you up
My gangsta bitch like mello buckz
Get your addy aint no cabbage she be quick to set you up
She a bleeda she like me that evil she like me
That creeping she like me aint tryna find a way to leave
They say pain dont last long but its still here
Wont stop dissing in them songs until you kill them
Them demons with the reaper i dont fear them
He got too bloody about my people i cant drill him no
Tour after tour show after show
Running up them bands thats a whole hundred more
Hop out with that pressure hit you thru the telescope
I been hurt so many times but i shoot back im not d rose
Mane these n***as they be pussy ass bitch ass hoe ass snitch ass slimy ass n***as
You gon get your whole clique smashed tellem this the get back pull up f*ck chit chat
I cashed out on some diamonds all because of my mama death the age the she left
Wont care bout who you kill cuz when we up in the field better know that we step
Coming thru stepping on heads leaving shit left for dead
The snakes up in that grass look how they did fred
Why i been feeling bad prolly need to take my meds
200 in the glass of water now im feeling yea
Long live rich homie i been feeling like the man again
Cant stop clapping pistols we do it again and again
Look out with your sails in the wind
So we put bullets in the wind
You know we dancing to win
I think that they wont play again
Writer: Kwame Washington
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid