Heartbreakn3s - Soul Ties

What up
Look I just wanna take some time out this evening
Just to get some things off my chest ya know
If that's all right with you'll, I mean it's been alot

So can I, will I, do I, do I, do I
Tell em do I, do I, do I
Questions that I ask myself daily
Why niggas still hating
Why women so shady
And why I be so jaded

Look blame it on the long road
Sleepless nights in all black clothes
Savannah trips and whereabouts that my homies know
Will I make it back to laugh with my kinfolks
It's not a joke I just pray that God hear me though
Get on my knees and add keep me from these silly hoes, please
See It got me ordering steak right out of Outback
Reviewing calls and some text I need to get back
On road know I'm on go don't like the mishaps
Mess around and never hear from me, I'm really like that
It all come from crossing oceans full of pain
With my back against the wall losing more than I gained
Seeing women tryna change I leave out when you complain
Can I give you all of me without seeing any shame
Will you try to play me like you don't ever play them games
What's your aim after coming outta nights at Blue Flame
Do I really gotta show you that these niggas still the same

Can I, will I, do I, do I, do I
Tell em do I, do I, do I
Questions that I ask myself daily
Why niggas still hating
Why women so shady
And why I be so jaded

Is it cause I did a few factors but I'm never choosing sides
See niggas did me dirty well atleast they really tried
Hoes want the loyalty but be one that breaking ties
That's why pull up in a whole tux when arrive
And everything looking fine when you controlling the ball
It's good to have family if ever you tend to fall
But how can you call your family if they ain't got it at all, come on
They gotta resolve, come on, they gotta evolve, come on
Man them papers I been burning it gotta come in the raw
See them long talks got me breaking down in the car
All the arguments and blaming how did we get this far
But that prayer keep me stable tatted across my heart
I'm just saying, damn, like baby what you need
We on the same road but we going different speeds
So can I hit your line and maybe someday we'll meet
Or we'll link, whatever you say whenever you greet
And that's word to P Lo, I keep my distance away
Cause they really try to do you in the dirtiest way
With a smile on they face but they intentions are gray
I'm in the office and the gym gotta stay up to shape
It's Most Rated, don't let me be the one to tell ya

Written by:
Robert Bell

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