Skypp - Middle Finger to Social Media

I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
Yeah
Nah I feel you
I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
Let out them tears and get back to work
I pray to God for my position hope he have some mercy
When it's embedded in your soul you don't have to search
I stuff a baggie full of percs and call it taxidermy
Ain't nothing falling in your lap besides a bloody nose
I really got it out the dirt I'm rocking muddy clothes
We keep it dirty it reminds us of our gritty journey
You pay the price either bullets or a good attorney
No need to worry it don't solve nothing
In this life we living ain't no pause button
Say your prayers when you hear the law coming
You know they're planting drugs or they're all dumping
This country keeps my mental in a dark place
All these mothafucking murders make my heart ache
What can you do about it pull up and start shooting out it
I ain't no demon I'm just leaning on my super powers
Fuck the world
Turning off this social media I need a break now
Turning off my phone leave me alone before I prank out
No words, I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
Turning off this social media I need a break now
Turning off my phone leave me alone before I prank out
No words, I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
I need a break now
Before I prank out, No words
I'm a solider but my soul hurt
Let out them tears and get back to work
The only way you make it through is with a strong mind
I promise it got to get better before it gets worse
Ain't no forevers in this world just a long time
They sent my homies up the road where the floors cold
All they got is imagination when them doors close
That shit ain't healthy for the mind it's a crooked system
Now they institutionalized clutching on a pistol
Fuck gun powder I'm giving you sunflowers while you're breathing
Support when you need it bandages when you bleeding
Brother from another sister from another mister
All we got is memories so I've been taking pictures
Nobody lives forever ain't no need to cry about it
Twenty-eight and diabetic reality diabolic
I know I'ma die a legend my story is biologic
Somebody gonna break the cycle hopefully it's my assignment
Turning off this social media I need a break now
Turning off my phone leave me alone before I prank out
No words, I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
Turning off this social media I need a break now
Turning off my phone leave me alone before I prank out
No words, I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
Turning off this social media I need a break now
Turning off my phone leave me alone before I prank out
No words, I'm a soldier but my soul hurt
I need a break now
Before I prank out
No words, I'm a solider but my soul hurt
My soul hurts

Written by:
BYRON HORTON, SEAN DAVIS, TERRELL PORTER

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