The Lost Soul Kyle Richh (Ft. Jenn Carter)

[Intro: Jenn Carter]
Ayo boga click that shit at
Freezy
You love me, me
You love me, me
Me, you love me, me
You love me, me
You love me, me
You love me, me
You love me, me
Grrah

[Verse 1: Jenn Carter & Kyle Richh]
I'm in the stu' wit' liquor as a bev' (Like, what?)
Throwin' up four, catch a opp and he dead (Dead, like)
He rest, hospital bed (Bed, like)
I cannot sleep, I be off of the meds (Like, damn)
Like, what? Fuck all these bitches (Like, what?)
I just put all this pain in my Smith &
Aim for the top 'cause I cannot be second (I can't)
In the store at eleven, we sendin' 'em seven (Like, what?)
I cannot be somethin' I'm not
Beam on my waist and it stay on the Glock (Glock, like)
I be fiendin' to click and it's everyone shot (Everyone shot, like)
I can't trust not a soul, I put trust in my Glock (My Glock, like)
They sleepin', no beauty
Get in my feelings, start lookin' for doopties (Doopties)
Need a bitch for the night (What? Damn)
Spot me a opp and you know its on sight (Grrah-grrah, boom)
(Like, what, like, what?)