Fredo Bang, LBS Kee’vin - Soul Burden lyrics

I got demon thoughts that's in my head
Like I can't even trust this
Girl that's in my bed
And I just wanna pick your brain
Let me dissect
Ain't fuckin' if your pockets low
She like "How sexy"
Ain't lovin' on no bitch I couldn't
Fuck if I was broke
'Cause it's a guarantee the second you
In jail that she gon' go
I can't call you my brother
You weren't with me out there
Trappin' at the store
I couldn't call you when the
Police kicked the door
Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me
Burden on my mind, they put the blame on me
They tried to apologize
But it ain't no need
I cross 'em out when they decide to hate
On me and put a date on me, oh

Sometimes I sit in the dark and
Pray to clear my mind
Sometimes I got 'em lookin' wrong
I ask "Who down to ride?"
I sacrificed my livelihood to
Let my people eat too many days up on the
Road, can't see my mama
That shit be cutting deep
I give my trust to too many people who
Wouldn't feed me if I was starving
I gave them love, they gave me pain
That shit had done turned me heartless
Your own blood'll take you out
I drop a ten thinking 'bout Lil Marley
You by yourself up in this world
I learnt that fighting all them charges
I'm from the city
You gotta pray that you don't die today
Dracos and FNs take the smile away
Kiss your mama
She might not see her son another day
Tell her you love her 'cause they
Might just take her son away

Only two options
You gon' die or you make it
Ed Reed, I'm keepin' my gun off safety
Best believe I'm serving 'til
All the cribs gated
Pay twenty Gs for diamonds, these
Ain't no gold plated
It's starting to feel like I made it
I ain't come this far just to go back
Owe it all to my niggas
They keep me on track
For them, lay it all on the line, Warren Sapp
Only thing that we know is
To trap for a sack, this shit get dangerous
Put money on his top and I
Cash out on Palm Angels
Wait, why you getting fly? 'Cause
God finna gain a angel
Was born inside a jungle
Tigers told me they can't tame you
My conscious did the dirt
I guess it's easier to blame you

I got demon thoughts that's in my head
Like I can't even trust this
Girl that's in my bed
And I just wanna pick your brain
Let me dissect
Ain't fuckin' if your pockets low
She like "How sexy"
Ain't lovin' on no bitch I couldn't
Fuck if I was broke
'Cause it's a guarantee the second you
In jail that she gon' go
I can't call you my brother
You weren't with me out there
Trappin' at the store
I couldn't call you when the
Police kicked the door
Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me
Burden on my mind, they put the blame on me
They tried to apologize
But it ain't no need
I cross 'em out when they decide to hate
On me and put a date on me, oh