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tired of talking about the same thing
Let a few hearts broken after that, yeah, they hate me
Everybody was real different, trying to change me
They say

mind right
Focused on the work while y'all be sittin by the sidelines
I know that they hoping I fall but I don't got time for that
I might just switch my

because I am my own man
And I put it all out there in music for my real fans

She’s still on me like Corona 
I can still smell her aroma 
See I just wanted

blown
By the wind of change, to a place that I don't know
There's only one direction, you've gotta break through
You've gotta get past, there's only one

And daytime all night under the moon
We can see right through our souls
When reflected through a mirror
But if you squint and see the real truth
You'll faint,

Godly brain
Nut on her face she took my soul for real, candy rain

for my soul
I gotta keep 'em fed
Fuck I'm saying

They don't know
The traffic wit no jams
You could witness all it now
Would talk abt it ?

Shit I'll

that this music could get me signed

And Lord knows, that I'm going to get what's mine

I ain't never get a real chance
My back against the wall since I

real in a prison 
Don’t get that then give me distance 


Written by: Wes Mitchell

It echoed through the mountains of Carolina
Ragged and real as an old coal miner
Played by the hands of the weary and hard-workin' souls
Foot stompin

to the money athletes foot on my toes
World on my back imma need Dr. Schols
If its life or death yeah I'm down to bet my soul
Im a real ass nigga only Jesus who

without crew
Nah I won't lose longs I'm workin fool
Tell u truth, life hectic but this what I was expecting
Took route that ppl judge hella souls I'm

envy those
Oh why don't I have those souls, I could wish that I switch up and not no clothes

So should I switch my flow, nah it's a way of life
I wanna

done lost respect for niggas
They gone talk regardless let em talk about my figures
Lil baby wanna let me hit afraid to pull the trigger
She don't wanna

to the Xs, he took a train
Told by Modern Men they marked the treasure, Modern Men
Lost souls guiding me to blessings, guiding me
I was craving a little slice

When the last breath is gone
Will you call me by...
my name when this is over?
Will you wait for me?

You have told me that I am loved
That I’ll be

soul

Why can’t you all Understand
Im trying to be a man
People say it’s all Gods plan
Please help me to stand

Written by: Wes Mitchell

She sent a pic, wit her tongue out
She came to da crib and I fucked her bun out
I think she demonic, she sucked da soul out
Can’t trust hoes so I

depends
Perspective
But as I seek for the truth a lustful youth I pick up fruit to bask in
Mama warned me about fatal attractions even pretty flowers can be

Had to get my thoughts together
Was losing friends back to back
This ain't no average shit
Real life purge in the mix
These streets get savage quick

I was snacked on by a mind that tacked on
More and more goals
Till my soul was in the low's
So I took a step, decided to sing from the chest
That's

gamble our
Lives

A long black coat
Covered in wax
A long wood cane
To poke and to lash
He wears a cross to protect his soul
For he has chosen a most

Mentally I’m tough
I’ve been humble for a
While, so they forget
How I give it up
I’m very disrespectful,
You know that i can rap
And ever since i got
Caught

taking no breaks

To keep it real I won’t switch up on people 
10 toes bitch I’m sticking to the G-code 
Murder on my mind I might kill you for them