Soul Bleed

Aye, pull up, Lam

If I can't vibe with you, I can't be the one to sell you dreams

If I love you and you tryna detox, I can't be the one that sell you lean

A street **** with all my love, he never told with all he seen

I'd drop all my hoes, you could never match up with my queen

And I've been slackin' lately, I've been studyin' judgement for my dīn

I've been slackin' lately, I've been puttin' **** before my team

Ten toes, ask the county how many times my phone ring

You be sniffin' around my business, that's gon' make your nose bleed

My soul bleeding

My soul bleeding

He don't want that money, he want that pleasure

Never count him out, have a deep talk, make him better

And she like Derrick, got her a rose, now she wetter

When my homie die, then I fantasize, it make me madder

That make my soul bleed and I don't be feelin' like nobody on my side

When you be up, you get locked up, that's not a vibe

Messed up with my kid, now I'm locked in and I provide

All of them my twin, no, I can't deny

No, I can't

And I laid in bed with a bitch who bashed me, want my money now

Told me, "Cash out money," she ain't got money, she ain't got no account (Aye, pull up, Lam)

Legal money

Go in my drawer when I be sleep, that ho be sneakin' money

I bonded **** out from the county jail with my feature money

I'd been with him through his whole bid, now he ain't speakin' to me

Now he ain't speakin' to me

My soul bleeding

My soul bleeding

My soul bleeding

My soul bleeding

Aye, pull up, Lam