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lil medium - soul lyrics

i might sell my soul
bring the beat back

i might sell my soul
bring the beat back
100 pound in my heat pack
all that sh+t i need that
i been on the road
where these streets at
can’t delete that
i don’t talk i speak facts

depression is a b+tch but i refuse to let her win
sharper than the blade i put the knife against my skin
them boys are on their way and i refuse to let them in
he who throw the stone be alone without sin
i snap like toblerones i pray i never lose hope
block me on your phone creep on your home gotta my new scope
hanging with the bros tie up bows like a noose rope
i don’t think i’ll cope, sh+ts a joke, and i’m losing it

i might sell my soul
bring the beat back
100 pound in my heat pack
all that sh+t i need that
i been on the road
where these streets at
can’t delete that
i don’t talk i speak facts
this sh+t doesn’t sit well
if i’m sick won’t get well
i’m in h+ll
i breath fire when i inhale
been smoking dabs before these rappers ever heard of them
try hide my feelings but these women keep on hurting him
she was getting stabbed in the abs make her squirt again
everything i have had to grab out here earning it
tore my life apart, this a talent, don’t confuse it
i sink in my talons, squeeze your life out, then i drink the juices

i might sell my soul
bring the beat back
100 pound in my heat pack
all that sh+t i need that
i been on the road

- lil medium lyrics

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