Correction Paroles Heart & Soul par YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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(Went to jail, came home) Jason!
Man say, I-I feel good nigga, I dont
And it's- you know, my first time bein' on the mic, nigga
(Went to jail came home)
Who am I? Like, haha, who was I?
You know, I guess words don't even matter
You know we movin' forward
Went to jail came home, time passed went back again
All the pain I felt inside myself, thought it would never end
I just thought I would blame myself, can't even blame my friends
I was critizin' myself like, you ain't never gone' win

Kentrell, you got to man up, you done had all these kids
I'm like Kentrell you got to stand up, it's your time, I see it
I'm like DeSean, thuggin you just hustlin' backwards
Nigga you done won
I just fail to accept that you not good for anyone
(Oooh, oh oh, Oooh, oh oh, Oooh, oh oh)
I can feel it in my soul

They say that he ain't gon' be here long
I see myself on top the mountain
I'm smoking strong, I'm keeping strong
No more ridin' with that window down
Hangin' out tryna lay them down
My soul, I still ain't think I found
When I tell bro on the phone
I ain't even been worried 'bout no jewelry now
So my girl don't want her a bust down
I ain't even been worried 'bout the jury now
I been wanna do right since I touched down
I been watchin' the way I influence now
I ain't post not a picture, I moved on
I'm responsible to all these children now
Even though they label me tough 'lone
Back into my normal home
Back inside my closet puttin' that Vlone on
Daughter born, I had to listen while sittin' on the phone
First time got her in my arms like, I can't leave you alone
With all these thoughts on top my dome

I ain'
t beefin' wit' all these niggas, don't even mention me
They gon' kill me if they can
No need for dissin', come get rid of me
I'm grown now, I'm a man
So tell them ain't no time for sympathy
I been holdin' all these bands
Don't give a fuck bout who not feelin' me
Or into me, intimate, not no consistency
She ain't into me, yeah
Havin' you, you don't know what it meant to me
It ain't get to me, nah, every time that you said you ain't shit to me
Even though you meant the world to me
Goin' straight even though you curvin' me
I ain't worried 'bout all that courtesy
Heart on top my shoulder now
I'ma sleep on top Burberry sheets
Can't take no pill but I'm rollin' now
Can't drink no lean but I'm focused now
Can't smoke no dope but I'm loaded now
Can't tote no gun but I'm strapped right now
Lil top on top of the map right now
Been dead but nigga I'm back right now
Keepin' this shit on track right now
I don't take no Adderall
Pure washing make my feelings dissolve
Phone ring I decline that call
Where its trouble, I get back with y'all
My hair hang on top my eyes it fall
Through the rain, I'm seeing through all this fog

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