Soul Seeker ft. Desire Lyrics

Ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Still pouring up fours, I got locked up last summer

But my man still playing his role

Yeah, this hoe pull up inna' hummer I'm like who the fuck is this bro

My wrist on froze, I'm still hanging with them niggas, who be kicking in yo' door

Shooting from the timeline check my meter

Imma' send that bitch home I ain't gotta' keep her

Im gone pull up in some that's gone sweep her

And I'm clutching that f'ddd' soul seeker

Bitch pass me the gas, I need a reefer

Imma' flex on they ass till they get the picture

When I'm out in public I can't wait to blick ya'

Whatever I got imma' let her sip out

Hella' horses when I fucking pull up

Got that million then I started fucking it up

Seen a bitch and she was thugging it up

Girl stop playing let me get in them guts

Shot her ride bullets cutting them up

Hate the bitches that be setting you up

They don't wanna' see a young nigga up

You gotta' show me, that you the one I really need

Am I the one that you truly need

I got my gun cause that's what I need, and what I bleed

What I need, what I bleed

Cause I never thought I would see the day where I'd be free

Somedays it would feel like I'm drowning I'm stuck under water can't breathe

And I look around, but I feel so blind, the world so cold I cannot see

And I'm looking around

So many people they hating me now

So many people they ain't in my life cause they don't even know what they figuring out

You wanna' unfollow me bitch, huh, yeah it's okay

Cause I promise at the end of the day

I don't care who be following my name

I just promise imma' get it back

I just be sitting back, watch the racks stacks, while I'm swerving a hellcat

SRT and it's matte black

Pour a four, sip it mad fast

I manifest, my own future in these songs

I pour my pain and my heart and my life, all these tears in the song

I feel like I'm losing my dignity, losing my thought, I'm losing my mental

Im coming so crazy I don't even know if I'm crashing this shit man it's rental

I'm swerving around in yo' city my bitch she so pretty you know she ain't rental

Soon as I get up in that studio I be screaming your name so you know that you special (Screaming your name)

I'm a soul seeker, yeah I'm coming for that bread (Yeah I'm coming for that bread)

I'm a soul seeker, yeah bitch I'm coming for the head (Coming for the head)

In love with that dirty shit bitch we sipping on that red (On that hi-tech)

ZL1 in this shit leave them all dead

Im sliding this shit and the pavement all red (Sliding that shit and the pavement all red)

Sipping that pineapple Fanta on red (Sipping that pineapple on red)

They told me pull up now I'm feeling misled

To much shit going on inside my head

Yeah, ohh

Woahh, oh

Sipping that pineapple on red, yeah