ItsUnknownMF - Soul Cry lyrics
[ItsUnknownMF - Soul Cry lyrics]
The way that I'm feeling
I wanna turn this pain into millions
Make a living from verses I stay killing
I spend my days filling up this page
My rage is building up inside
Cause when the fuck is it gon' be my time
On this road to success
It's hard to cope with the stress
I sit alone with this pen
Because my soul needs to vent
I know that I'm the best with rhymes
But, sometimes I start to doubt myself
Make a song and clown myself
Like, this shit ain't gonna work nigga
Write another verse nigga
Thought you was nice with
All the words nigga?
That's the battle in my mind daily
I drive myself crazy
But, honestly do you fucking blame me?
When you working towards your goals
And recording all your flows
And you hear the snakes hissing, you gotta
Ignore the ones you know
Cause their words turn to swords and
They piercing through your soul
Whole time the hate with hidden
True colors beginning to show
From women and bros
Gotta keep my distance before they
Start inching any close
Gotta get rid of Judas's and Delilah's
I refuse to be beside em
Gotta do this all of are liars
I don't need the distractions
They don't seem to believe that I can make
It happen with this dream of rapping
So, I'mma be the one laughing at the end
And I'mma be the one fucking
Bragging at the end
And I'mma be the one with
The mansion at the end
And I'mma be the one living lavish at the end
And I'mma be the one who's bitch
The baddest at the end
And I'mma be the one who's
Hit's slapping at the end my dad texted me
Saying he likes my raps
I ain't gon' wrtie em back
I ain't got time for that
I ain't tryna open old wounds
Of scars from my past
And honestly I wish he fucking
Died from that heart attack
Tell the truth I'mma make it
I'mma be the greatest
Tried of being patient
See the crown and I'mma take it
I have nothing to lose so I'mma go for mine
Hit the booth and let my fucking soul cry
Yea
I wanna turn this pain into millions
Make a living from verses I stay killing
I spend my days filling up this page
My rage is building up inside
Cause when the fuck is it gon' be my time
On this road to success
It's hard to cope with the stress
I sit alone with this pen
Because my soul needs to vent
I know that I'm the best with rhymes
But, sometimes I start to doubt myself
Make a song and clown myself
Like, this shit ain't gonna work nigga
Write another verse nigga
Thought you was nice with
All the words nigga?
That's the battle in my mind daily
I drive myself crazy
But, honestly do you fucking blame me?
When you working towards your goals
And recording all your flows
And you hear the snakes hissing, you gotta
Ignore the ones you know
Cause their words turn to swords and
They piercing through your soul
Whole time the hate with hidden
True colors beginning to show
From women and bros
Gotta keep my distance before they
Start inching any close
Gotta get rid of Judas's and Delilah's
I refuse to be beside em
Gotta do this all of are liars
I don't need the distractions
They don't seem to believe that I can make
It happen with this dream of rapping
So, I'mma be the one laughing at the end
And I'mma be the one fucking
Bragging at the end
And I'mma be the one with
The mansion at the end
And I'mma be the one living lavish at the end
And I'mma be the one who's bitch
The baddest at the end
And I'mma be the one who's
Hit's slapping at the end my dad texted me
Saying he likes my raps
I ain't gon' wrtie em back
I ain't got time for that
I ain't tryna open old wounds
Of scars from my past
And honestly I wish he fucking
Died from that heart attack
Tell the truth I'mma make it
I'mma be the greatest
Tried of being patient
See the crown and I'mma take it
I have nothing to lose so I'mma go for mine
Hit the booth and let my fucking soul cry
Yea