I been searching for my real soul
Des and say I make smoke music drink music
I got the O we in the field poor
All I'm knowing that I'm linked to it
I keep it stepping like I'm steel toed
I wrote some lines you gotta think to him
I put em on and feel I'm still owed
But that's my ego and there's weight to it
I feel I'm waiting if I ain't moving
So I flag the waiter since I'm out I'm giving pape to em
Made to be a servant 4 but I hate ruins
In the space observing Stars in the place who
Do not know they place so much they would burn mistake you
For a pass by that'll fade like the days do
Talking to a coach and the coach was in a grey coupe
Know he used to play but I ain't talking j hoops
Was more in like hoops on the blade
What is they view
4j - The Blade Interlude Lyrics
4j - The Blade Interlude Lyrics
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I been searching for my real soul
Des and say I make smoke music drink music
I got the O we in the field poor
All I'm knowing that I'm linked to it
I keep it stepping like I'm steel toed
I wrote some lines you gotta think to him
I put em on and feel I'm still owed
But that's my ego and there's weight to it
I feel I'm waiting if I ain't moving
So I flag the waiter since I'm out I'm giving pape to em
Made to be a servant 4 but I hate ruins
In the space observing Stars in the place who
Do not know they place so much they would burn mistake you
For a pass by that'll fade like the days do
Talking to a coach and the coach was in a grey coupe
Know he used to play but I ain't talking j hoops
Was more in like hoops on the blade
What is they view
Des and say I make smoke music drink music
I got the O we in the field poor
All I'm knowing that I'm linked to it
I keep it stepping like I'm steel toed
I wrote some lines you gotta think to him
I put em on and feel I'm still owed
But that's my ego and there's weight to it
I feel I'm waiting if I ain't moving
So I flag the waiter since I'm out I'm giving pape to em
Made to be a servant 4 but I hate ruins
In the space observing Stars in the place who
Do not know they place so much they would burn mistake you
For a pass by that'll fade like the days do
Talking to a coach and the coach was in a grey coupe
Know he used to play but I ain't talking j hoops
Was more in like hoops on the blade
What is they view
Writer: Jordan Wilkins
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