Intro
(Ayy, pull up Lam)
Verse 1
If I can’t vibe with you, I can’t be the one to save your dreams
If I love you, tryna detox, I can’t be the one that sell you lean
A street nigga with all my love, he never told with all he sayin’
I drop all my hoes, you can never match up with my queen
And I be slackin’ lately, I been studyin’ juggs before my day
I be slackin’ lately, I been puttin’ niggas before my team
Ten toes, ask the county how many times my phone ring
You be sniffin’ around my business, thats’ gon’ make your nose bleed
Chorus
My soul bleedin’
My soul bleedin’
Verse 2
He don’t want that money, he want that pleasure
Never caught him out havin’ deep talk make him better
And she like, Derrick, got her a Rose, now she wetter
When my homie died, I fantasize, it make me madder
That made my soul bleed
And got me feelin’ like nobody on my side
When you be up, you get locked up, that’s not a vibe
Messed up with my kid, now I’m locked in, now I provide
All of them my twin, no, I can’t deny
No, I can’t
And I laid in bed with a bitch who asked me where my money now
Told me cash that money, she ain’t got money, she ain’t got no account
(Ayy, pull up Lam)
Leave with money
Go in my drawer when I be sleep, that ho be sneakin’ money
I bonded ? out for the county jail with my feature money
I been ? through his whole bid, now he ain’t speakin’ to me
(Now he ain’t speakin’ to me)
Chorus
My soul bleedin’
My soul bleedin’
Outro
My soul bleedin’
My soul bleedin’