Wydcooper - Soul Seeker (feat. Desire) (feat. Desire)

Ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Still pouring up fours, I got locked up last summer
But my man still playing his role
Yeah, this hoe pull up inna' hummer I'm like who the fuck is this bro
My wrist on froze, I'm still hanging with them niggas, who be kicking in yo' door
Shooting from the timeline check my meter
Imma' send that bitch home I ain't gotta' keep her
Im gone pull up in some that's gone sweep her
And I'm clutching that f'ddd' soul seeker
Bitch pass me the gas, I need a reefer
Imma' flex on they ass till they get the picture
When I'm out in public I can't wait to blick ya'
Whatever I got imma' let her sip out
Hella' horses when I fucking pull up
Got that million then I started fucking it up
Seen a bitch and she was thugging it up
Girl stop playing let me get in them guts
Shot her ride bullets cutting them up
Hate the bitches that be setting you up
They don't wanna' see a young nigga up

You gotta' show me, that you the one I really need
Am I the one that you truly need
I got my gun cause that's what I need, and what I bleed

What I need, what I bleed
Cause I never thought I would see the day where I'd be free
Somedays it would feel like I'm drowning I'm stuck under water can't breathe
And I look around, but I feel so blind, the world so cold I cannot see
And I'm looking around
So many people they hating me now
So many people they ain't in my life cause they don't even know what they figuring out
You wanna' unfollow me bitch, huh, yeah it's okay
Cause I promise at the end of the day
I don't care who be following my name
I just promise imma' get it back
I just be sitting back, watch the racks stacks, while I'm swerving a hellcat
SRT and it's matte black
Pour a four, sip it mad fast
I manifest, my own future in these songs
I pour my pain and my heart and my life, all these tears in the song
I feel like I'm losing my dignity, losing my thought, I'm losing my mental
Im coming so crazy I don't even know if I'm crashing this shit man it's rental
I'm swerving around in yo' city my bitch she so pretty you know she ain't rental
Soon as I get up in that studio I be screaming your name so you know that you special (Screaming your name)

I'm a soul seeker, yeah I'm coming for that bread (Yeah I'm coming for that bread)
I'm a soul seeker, yeah bitch I'm coming for the head (Coming for the head)
In love with that dirty shit bitch we sipping on that red (On that hi-tech)
ZL1 in this shit leave them all dead
Im sliding this shit and the pavement all red (Sliding that shit and the pavement all red)
Sipping that pineapple Fanta on red (Sipping that pineapple on red)
They told me pull up now I'm feeling misled
To much shit going on inside my head

Yeah, ohh
Woahh, oh
Sipping that pineapple on red, yeah

Written by:
Jakobe McNeil, Zach Cooper

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