Cant let a hating ass
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I dont know ya name
You been losing light
I cant figure out ya signs
I guess you was right
You used to make me hungry
I lose my appetite
You call up for something
That shit like every night
I miss my solitude
I need some paradise
She rolling through
With all 7's
Like a pair of dice
She was my lucky number
My afternoon delight
Now i cant take her serious
Cause all we do is fight
Cant let a hating ass
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I wake up like folgers
I never need to front
She be wanting jokesters
And i just keep it blunt
I cant take you serious
Or care about ya wants
Bitches be delirious
So i do my own stunts
They can never catch me lacking
If i wanna do this shit for real
I can't do nomore attachment
If i do its to these pills
Got anxiety and fears
And that shit get very real
So i cant let you in
If you cant handle how i deal
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Thats the end of the muhf*ckin song
K. Wood$ - Soul Eater (feat. Kar) Lyrics
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English
Cant let a hating ass
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I dont know ya name
You been losing light
I cant figure out ya signs
I guess you was right
You used to make me hungry
I lose my appetite
You call up for something
That shit like every night
I miss my solitude
I need some paradise
She rolling through
With all 7's
Like a pair of dice
She was my lucky number
My afternoon delight
Now i cant take her serious
Cause all we do is fight
Cant let a hating ass
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I wake up like folgers
I never need to front
She be wanting jokesters
And i just keep it blunt
I cant take you serious
Or care about ya wants
Bitches be delirious
So i do my own stunts
They can never catch me lacking
If i wanna do this shit for real
I can't do nomore attachment
If i do its to these pills
Got anxiety and fears
And that shit get very real
So i cant let you in
If you cant handle how i deal
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Thats the end of the muhf*ckin song
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I dont know ya name
You been losing light
I cant figure out ya signs
I guess you was right
You used to make me hungry
I lose my appetite
You call up for something
That shit like every night
I miss my solitude
I need some paradise
She rolling through
With all 7's
Like a pair of dice
She was my lucky number
My afternoon delight
Now i cant take her serious
Cause all we do is fight
Cant let a hating ass
Nigga
Come and take the soul out of me
Tend to keep my eyes
On the door when i leave
Gotta watch my back
Over shoulders
I mean i need to focus
My city be the coldest
I need me a bad bitch to come
And suck the soul out of me
She prolly only want a bank roll
Out of me
Cash coming in
Got her open
But i just leave her hopeless
Cause bitches be the coldest to me
I wake up like folgers
I never need to front
She be wanting jokesters
And i just keep it blunt
I cant take you serious
Or care about ya wants
Bitches be delirious
So i do my own stunts
They can never catch me lacking
If i wanna do this shit for real
I can't do nomore attachment
If i do its to these pills
Got anxiety and fears
And that shit get very real
So i cant let you in
If you cant handle how i deal
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Ay nigga
Thats the end of the muhf*ckin song
Writer: Kwanell Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid