Empty Soul Lyrics

Bitch I gotta flow

I'm boutta empty out my soul

I just feel like you don't like me

Cause you beefing bout a hoe

I be working for my streams

I'm promoting every night

They keep saying I won't make it

They keep tryna take my light

This bitch keep on getting naked

So we fucking every night

Really wish we never dated

She was fucking fake as hell

I like getting packs shipped

They concealing all the smell

I can't trap out w my homie

If we get caught he gon tell

My bitch keep on tripping on me

She don't like the fact I'm real

And I gotta keep it on me

Just in case they try to steal

I don't even got a homie I can trust

And I don't like how that shit feel

Leave my homie in the dust

If he don't catch up I'm foreal

All these bitches tryna fuck

And just suck me I'm a meal

Why this bih keep fucking calling

I don't even wanna talk

Seen my future bitch I'm ballin

I keep dripping when I walk

My whole life feel like it's falling

I just really need a shot

Lucy keep on fucking stalling

dance with demons when they knock

I said fuck it I'm all in

I need my music to go pop

If I gotta give my soul I'll give it

Cause I need a lot

You can't knock me out my spot

It's the only thing I got

Killing anyone and anything who try to take my guap

She keep texting in my phone

Saying I'm something she miss

I don't really give a fuck

Bitch you left me in a ditch

And I think that that's fucked up

After everything I did

He say that he got exotic but he really moving mid

Come and shop with me I got it bitch you know that I'm the shit

Got a homie his name Mike

He shipping all kinds of shit

And I think that she my type

The way she sucking on my dick

Bitch bitch I'm boutta flow

Gotta empty out my soul

I just feel like you don't like me

Cause you beefing about a hoe

Only brand you wear is Nike

And you think that you so fresh

That's why all your bitches like me

And they always give me neck

If you hate me well then fight me

I thought all you see is red

He be capping always typing

That's why I won't end up dead

I need brandy to come lick me

And just give me a big spread

I like bitches that come kiss me

Cause I drain they soul they dead