Lbs Kee’vin – Soul Burden Lyrics (feat. Fredo Bang)

[Chorus: LBS Kee'vin]
I got demon thoughts that's in my head, like I can't even trust this girl that's in my bed
And I just wanna pick your brain, let me dissect
Ain't f*ckin' if your pockets low, she like "How sick"
Ain't lovin' on no bitch I couldn't f*ck if I was broke 'cause it's a guarantee the second you in jail that she gon' go
I can't call you my brother, you weren't with me out there trappin' out the store, I couldn't call you when the police kicked the door
Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me
Burden on my mind, it put the blame on me
They tried to apologize, but it ain't no need
I cross 'em out when they decide to hate on me and put a date on me, oh

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Sometimes I sit in the dark and pray to clear my mind
Sometimes I got them lookin' wrong, I ask "Who down to ride?"
I sacrificed my livelyhood to let my people eat
Too many days up on the road, can't see my momma, that shit be cutting deep
I give my trust up, too many people who wouldn't feed me if I was starving
I gave them love, they gave me pain, that shit had done turned me heartless
Your own brother take you out, I drop a tenth thinking 'bout late warnings
You by yourself up in this world, I learnt that fighting all them charges
I'm from the city, you gotta pray that you don't die today
Dracos and FNs take the smile away
Kiss your momma, she might not see us on another day
Tell her you love her 'cause they might just take her son away

[Verse 2: LBS Kee'vin]
Only two options, you gon' die or you make it
And read, I'm keepin' my gun off safety
Best believe, I'm serving 'till all the cribs gated
Pay twenty Gs for diamonds, these ain't no gold plated
It's starting to feel like I made it
I ain't come this far just to go back
Owe it all to my niggas, they keep me on track
For them, lay it all on the line where it's at
Only thing that we know is to trap for a sack
This shit get dangerous
Put money on his top and I cash out on Palm Angels
Wait why you getting fly? 'Cause God finna gain an angel
Was born inside a jungle, tigers told me they can't tame you
My conscious did the dirt, I guess it's easier to blame you
[Chorus: LBS Kee'vin]
I got demon thoughts that's in my head, like I can't even trust this girl that's in my bed
And I just wanna pick your brain, let me dissect
Ain't f*ckin' if your pockets low, she like "How sick"
Ain't lovin' on no bitch I couldn't f*ck if I was broke 'cause it's a guarantee the second you in jail that she gon' go
I can't call you my brother, you weren't with me out there trappin' out the store, I couldn't call you when the police kicked the door
Ain't see it comin', that's a shame on me
Burden on my mind, it put the blame on me
They tried to apologize, but it ain't no need
I cross 'em out when they decide to hate on me and put a date on me, oh

G Herbo – My Way Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh huh
Aye
Damn, hol’ on
What the fuck? Who the fuck is this?
Hol’ on
Aye
Aye

[Verse 1]
IPhone goin’ off
Press decline, hit the power button just to throw it off
Annoyin’ ass lil’ bitch keep texting me
I hate a know-it-all
I hit bitches ASAP on the first night I don’t know at all
And if you think this shit got them sick, wait ’til I show it all
50K, I put that on my wrist, ain’t have no glow at all
Plain Jane, sky dweller
Get that money now or never
Got that chick, you know I’m gangster
What I do? Go buy a bezel
And I’m out here by my lonely
One up on me, niggas can’t get one up on me
Run up on me, ain’t gotta cock it, one up on me
Get a little cocky, big bro told me, nigga, you chosen
Bad enough I say “I’m broke”, everybody be like “Nigga you hoeing”
I can’t lie, I’m holdin’
I can’t fold it, rubber band to hold it
Now I’m out in [La Postolle?] rollin’, in my flipflops strollin’
Still got paranoia, I’m off [?] lookin’ off my shoulder
Book me for a show, I ain’t gon’ go unless you get my pole in

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch I have my way
Yeah I drive i8s
And I’m still [?]
Still’ll take fly on the jakes
Let a fuck nigga try and invade my home
Chopper shell right in the face
I secure my chain like a iPhone
Fingerprint right on the safe
Got girl scouts straight from the bay
Gucci shirt came from the A
Used to sip lean by the case
Thought it make the pain go away
I was high, fuck around, caught a case
Then them fights ain’t still go away
So far I gave my lawyer 8K, but that shit I make that rain in a day
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
I bought all of that Balmain, this that Palm Angels
She got all of that [?], swallow all I came
These hoes be actin’ like they thang but they all basic

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way