Christ Smoov - Return to Sender (Prod. Ryllo) Lyrics

Okay the world it got me feeling cold it's like my hearts December
When it comes to money I swear y'all will do whatever
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender

I will not be under nobody I am my own god
Tried to be the helping hand but that only gets you so far
They always bite the hand that feed and ain't around when you in need
Remember you was begging please you needed money acting fiend
Guess I was the sucker my weakness I got a good heart
Tried to see the good in y'all guess I was blinded by the dark
But f*ck it that's just how it goes we all just gotta play our part
It's all about the path you chose and yours was haunted from the start
The path I chose it make my blood my cold it feel like December
But I know my soul been golden I'll get through whatever
I can see your true intentions all the ties are severed
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender
The path I chose it make my blood my cold it feel like December
But I know my soul been golden I'll get through whatever
I can see your true intentions all the ties are severed
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender

The world it got me feeling cold it's like my hearts December
When it comes to money I swear y'all will do whatever
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender
The world it got me feeling cold it's like my hearts December
When it comes to money I swear y'all will do whatever
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender
Devil wrote a check for my soul I returned to sender