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Lil Zay Osama

Soul Cry

 

Soul Cry

(album: Trench Baby - 2021)


(JTK)
(They got Wooskii on the mix)

Ayy, ayy, got so much pain in my heart
Tryna find peace, every day, it get hard
Lil Dre got killed, put a stain in my heart
I saw his brain on the ground, I remain in a war
Every day, I'm gripping on a pole when I ride
Pull out when I'm walking 'cause I feel like someone behind me
Cousin stole a pole, everybody getting grimy
Don't know who to trust, even my bitch look slimy
Peeking out my window in the middle of the night
Pray to Lord they don't book me or kill me for that night
If you a real nigga, gotta feel me, I try
I try, I try
To get revenge on any nigga that hurt my family
And any jam that I'm in, I was taught don't panic

My soul hurt
Lost too many of my niggas that ain't never coming back
Lord, why they had to go first?
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
My soul hurt
Felt so much pain in my heart you ain't never felt, now my soul hurt, hurt, hey

Baby mama hoping that I die
My homies wanna kill me, I been feeling the vibe
They tryna shoot up my car, can't let 'em know what I ride
Can't hop out 'cause I ain't loco, I paid them to go inside
Pulling up to my shows, they upping phones for pictures
I'm nervous in my city, I'm up here thinking they gripping
Fighting anxiety, sipping the Henny for the healing
Jay Dot got shot and he died inside the building
I can't wait 'til all this pain is over
'Cause I got too much weight on my shoulders
Granddaddy on drugs, hoping he don't dose over
Too much on my mind, I don't get time to focus, uh
Too much on my mind, I don't get time to focus, uh
(I lost too many damn members)

My soul hurt
Lost too many of my niggas that ain't never coming back
Lord, why they had to go first?
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
My soul hurt
Felt so much pain in my heart you ain't never felt, now my soul hurt, hurt

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