Lyrics:
foreign I got options now
No cap
Streets calling tell me you can heal me
Streets calling tell me you can heal me
So much pain inside it'll probably kill me
to kill
Went that route I thank god I took the wheel
Just a young solider in a cold war this place is real
Lost loved ones I won't heal it hurt me
rather make a killing
My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she spill it, Imma kill her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I
real again
You ain't really hear me no I'll tell you how I heal within
Yo I'm riding through Wilmington
By the water where I put myself
When I just want
on corona with real niggas
I'm destined to have me a good time
No bad vibes
No interest
So
Don't Kill Ma Buzz
Don't Kill Ma (Don't Kill Ma)
Don't Kill
I look back it was you holding me down from the start
The world is hurting
People in pain
People keep dying
No, its not a game
The world needs love
We
You think this a game
I'm a show you how it feels
Bullet to the brain
Humans ain't that hard to kill
You said you in pain
Let me show you how to heal
Neptunes is hot like skillets
Your ego's scared then nigga please go heal it
That tight ass fitted cap the dogs will peel it
Long as the Bronx still
I spit my shit
And them niggas don't feel it
Got miami heat
And that white on the skillet
And plus I'm wild n out
Pick up the beat and then i kill it
fried on a skillet
Think I found my new limit
Top in the mud, can't spin it
Thought I could orchestrate it all
But I was just a violinist
God told me
But that's part of the show
The beat's bumping harder
Than when Demi does blow
Oh no! I shouldn't have said that
Now everyone is mad at me like I called
that's why I'm the realest
Made my livin' in the kitchen, fryin' chickens in a skillet
Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it, only way to fix it
on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (opps), ride on the cops (cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a hoe
Bury me before I sell my soul
Heal…Just Heal…Just Heal… Our Soul….
Just Heal…Just Heal…Just Heal… Our Soul….
As the time pass…by in the closet night…Oh….
Light….of the Morning Dawn…Want
eyes upon the sky
Yeah, blinded by her worth
How we all deny and hide
That she's not dying deep inside
Is so absurd
Oh, if I-I-I
If I could
kill her compelling me, hard to deny
Seeking vengeance, showing no remorse, those whom stand in my way die
All that contested me I put to rest no shut
I've been out here tryna find a shawty who's gelato
Tell me when you down, don't apple care and bring the lies tho
I've been steering clear of strings
dropped by the cops
I'm bad, understand me with the game I kick
I got crazy bitches like a Trojan on my dick
Yo Hobb we got more rep than Lucky Luciano
mapped out
Don't know if I'm grateful or resentful that I backed out
But Dear God can you please hear me out
If i don't make it
Kill me now
Kill me now
the piece, he flipping the kill switch
Came with the heat, you know Imma grill it
Whip it together like sauce in skillet
Stay with the freaks, I creep in
familiar, roofers them kill ya
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya
Jump off body and let the mailman mail ya
Me think I'm gon need
Went through some pain, it took time to heal
Fuckin' these hoes, no time for feels
Got me a dime when it's time to kill
All of this came from my grind,
Heal Your Soul
Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan
Verse 1
Let me see you twerk for me
Work for me
Slay the beat
Serve
Heal Your Soul
Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan
Verse 1
Let me see you twerk for me
Work for me
Slay the beat
Serve
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