YCK - Souls & Secrets Lyrics

Packing burning tight while I roll (while I roll)
Demons on my back want my soul (want my soul)
Kept that shit myself never sold (never sold)
Got a couple secrets never told (never told)

Going comatose slipping Imma overdose
Real tired of these bitches reading f*cking horoscopes
I've been cheating everyday as far as being sober goes
Been escaping dark and death but I wasn't hoping though

Home and I'm alone I just watch the clock tick
New paint all around me I could watch the walls drip
Popping open bottles got Mescato champagne
Drinking every f*cking drop I forgot my last name

Well's run dry nothing coming out the faucet
Money's looking real tight only got what's in my pocket
Motherf*cker buy my tape and support your local artist
Only need a f*cking dollar I can call that buy a bargain

Told me no enough bitch don't even get me started
Like you never even heard me but I bet I'm going the farthest
Tired of all these people doubting I don't get a chance
Like you really can't afford it bitch I'll remember that

Packing burning tight while I roll (while I roll)
Demons on my back want my soul (want my soul)
Kept that shit myself never sold (never sold)
Got a couple secrets never told (never told)

Slumped on the couch got the munchies then I bounce
Pulling right up to the store taking cash out my account
Sipping lemonade and getting faded everyday
Bitch I'm here to raise the bar all I do is elevate

I don't come around I don't spend time with a joke
Little homeless motherf*cker you don't got a place to go
Bitch you're sleeping on the ground no blanket staying cold
Just remember all the wrongs and the addy that you sold

You don't got a friend bitch you're looking real pathetic
And nobody wants your sorries you can just go and forget it
Lemme write another diss that I hope you go remix
Hanging on by just a thread perfect timing to evict

Something you should know cause I don't really give a f*ck
Bout a pussy ass poser bitch who's music f*cking sucks
Stay right in your lane boy you're cutting real close
I don't think you oughta know me yeah I think it's best you go

Packing burning tight while I roll (while I roll)
Demons on my back want my soul (want my soul)
Kept that shit myself never sold (never sold)
Got a couple secrets never told (never told)