Soul cry

In a dark room smokin im chillin wit my thoughts /

Stay all alone know I’m anti social it ain’t my fault /

Cuz In my dome I stay very hopeful dats **** cross/

So it won’t hurt the worst in the outcome of a lost/

All my life I had to struggle hustle to survive/ momma workin hard but we barely getting by/

I tried at an early age and got a 9 to 5/

Lights still off so I went found a plug supplied the high /

Been a fighter shootin never been that type of guy/

Then I got robbed now I keep pistol on my side/

In my eyes see the pride self destruct and slowly die/

Sadly keep it all inside / now listen to my soul cry

I got **** in my mind that I seen take they last breath/

The pistol on my right cuz I know that things can go left/

They say I’m always smokin bitch yea that’s what I know best/

Don’t worry bout my life can’t compare my shit to yo stress/

I’m dying deep inside I be open with a closed chess/

Hit me like a bullet my life piercing through the whole vest/

Adding up these **** from the past life’s a old test /

Got a pretty bitch but her attitude is grotesque/

I can’t chill with **** if it ain’t involving no checks /

So ima need some money for time like a rolex/

Speak the truth out my chest my heart to dark for white lies/

So ima let my soul cry until the day my soul die