3roken Soul Testo

(Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Nobody's guaranteed, done watched them switch up, I done seen 'em fold
But we gon' paint the city red for westside til' turn blue
So we gon' send extended mags for ours and make that move
Sometimes I speak into existence, my head turnin' my heart blue
Gotta catch myself sometimes, don't like what I be on
It's forever fuck a bitch, even if I'm right or if I'm wrong
I done grew, been through some shit, but now it's murder what she wrotе
For the set, been through some shit, but I can't spеak on what I know
Hate speakin' past tense, but future preference off the dome I done watch niggas turn bitch, they walk the switch and then they told
Say they love you and they miss, they get a chance and then they fold
Say they changed, but the same shit keep reoccurring, that shit old

I know how you feelin', ain't gon' hate you when you low
Can you keep a secret, baby? Tell me, let me know
Triple three's, I been the same, for the set, I'm on go
My heart been through too much, gotta protect from damaged souls
I been through them trenches, I refuse to let it go
Tell me how you feelin', what you feelin', let me know
I can take a hit, but from them, why'd you leave cold?
Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that bitch done sold
Too late, that bitch done sold
Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that bitch done sold
(How you feelin', let me know)

Snatched it out the mud, my cuh had told me "Ain't shit free"
'Member days I look through glass, they said I wasn't the same me
Up to you what route you take or what the fuck you wanna be
Make your time and make your mind when the time come, your ass'll see
I know how you feelin', ain't gon' ask you when you low
Can you keep a secret, baby? Tell me, let me know
Triple three's, I been the same, for the set, I'm on go
My heart been through too much, gotta protect from damaged souls
Protect from damaged souls
Lord help me, I'm alone
From damaged souls

Nobody's guaranteed, done watch them switch up, I done seen 'em fold
But we gon' paint the city red for westside til' we turn blue
So we gon' send extended mags for ours and make that move
Sometimes I speak into existence, my head turnin' my heart blue
Gotta catch myself sometimes, don't like what I be on
It's forever fuck a bitch, even if I'm right or if I'm wrong
I done grew, been through some shit, but now it's murder what she wrote
For the set, been through some shit, but I can't speak on what I know
Hate speakin' past tense, but future preference off the dome
I done watch niggas turn bitch, they walk the switch and then they told
Say they love you and they miss, they get a chance and then they fold
Say they changed, but the same shit keep reoccurring, that shit old
Too late, that bitch done sold
Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that bitch done sold
(How you feelin', let me know)