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Soul Burden
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Fredo Bang
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I got demon thoughts that's in my head, like I can't even trust this girl that's in my bed And I just wanna pick your brain, let me dissect Ain't f**kin' if your pockets low, she like "How sick" Ain't lovin' on no b*t*h I couldn't f**k if I was broke 'cause it's a guarantee the second you in jail that she gon' go I can't call you my brother, you weren't with me out there trappin' out the store, I couldn't call you when the police kicked the door Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me Burden on my mind, it put the blame on me They tried to apologize, but it ain't no need I cross 'em out when they decide to hate on me and put a date on me, oh Sometimes I sit in the dark and pray to clear my mind Sometimes I got them lookin' wrong, I ask "Who down to ride?" I sacrificed my livelyhood to let my people eat Too many days up on the road, can't see my momma, that sh*t be cutting deep I give my trust up, too many people who wouldn't feed me if I was starving I gave them love, they gave me pain, that sh*t had done turned me heartless Your own brother take you out, I drop a tenth thinking 'bout late warnings You by yourself up in this world, I learnt that fighting all them charges I'm from the city, you gotta pray that you don't die today Dracos and FNs take the smile away Kiss your momma, she might not see us on another day Tell her you love her 'cause they might just take her son away Only two options, you gon' die or you make it And read, I'm keepin' my gun off safety Best believe, I'm serving 'till all the cribs gated Pay twenty Gs for diamonds, these ain't no gold plated It's starting to feel like I made it I ain't come this far just to go back Owe it all to my n***as, they keep me on track For them, lay it all on the line where it's at Only thing that we know is to trap for a sack This sh*t get dangerous Put money on his top and I cash out on Palm Angels Wait why you getting fly? 'Cause God finna gain an angel Was born inside a jungle, tigers told me they can't tame you My conscious did the dirt, I guess it's easier to blame you I got demon thoughts that's in my head, like I can't even trust this girl that's in my bed And I just wanna pick your brain, let me dissect Ain't f**kin' if your pockets low, she like "How sick" Ain't lovin' on no b*t*h I couldn't f**k if I was broke 'cause it's a guarantee the second you in jail that she gon' go I can't call you my brother, you weren't with me out there trappin' out the store, I couldn't call you when the police kicked the door Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me Burden on my mind, it put the blame on me They tried to apologize, but it ain't no need I cross 'em out when they decide to hate on me and put a date on me, oh
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