JKL - SPIRIT

I'm really a ruffneck
I'm not into drunk texting
Babygirl we could link
But lately my smoke sessions
Are lonely I'm at my peak
Thinking bout what's next
I'm feeling like Mos Def
Ecstatic on both ends
Roll till my body stiff
You really think raps dead? Impossible
I'm up next I'm here to stop what they talking bout
Really these old heads
Still stuck in a time warp
This shit is like Twilight
I'm leaving em cold corpse
And cold fingers spitting this blow torch
I carry this weight on my back
Guess you can say that I'm back
Ever since I left my daddy house I been cold hearted
Feeling the snow how I still get to the bread margins?
I'll see them red carpets
They in this game partial
I'm in this shit whole
I'm in this bitch though
My shorty head fire she would never admit though
She wanna be good girl
I wanna be Puff Daddy
Until I pull green caddy's out lots I envision my life tragic
A tragedy in her mouth like cavity
I'm passionate but passive she a ten
I ain't capping I'ma keep her I can't lose my girl again
I guess they wanna hear me talk bout bitches
Motherfucker if you really care then mind your business
I'm sorry I can't be what you want me to be
They want that cold-hearted you could feel my soul in this beat
I'm full of war wounds
Feel my heart break at the seams
Feel the spark baby we could fly through the green light
I'm back like the 3rd
Day but when I drop they treat that like the 1st
And 15th I observed
I wish my lessons ain't had to be as tough as they were
Like love is not blind and it's surely not equal
And lately love difficult it's looking in mirrors
Seeing what you got and finding hate in appearance
It sucks when your girl out late and you staring
Down at your phone screen tripping on the one you hold dearest
This for all the times that I fell on my face
And scraped my knee but couldn't pull myself out from the race
Baseless getting caught up in the drama and fake
Love sneaking in like rodents
There's rats in the cave
But yet I'm still here
Three years later got my face cleared up from dirt and tears
Made it through the wear and tear
I was getting money but the moneys spent fast
Bank account overdrawn wallet full of cash
I'm still supposed to make it to LA in a month?
Baby I can't keep commitments when my payments are cut
Like my moneys getting burned through the college incentive
And rents hella long you ain't even getting my message?
And I can't even lie let alone fib for attention
My flexing limited to songs from my studio sessions
I'm sorry I can't be what you want me to be
They want that cold-hearted you could feel my soul in this beat
I'm full of war wounds
Feel my heart break at the seams
Feel the spark baby we could fly through the green light

Written by:
jonah l

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