[verse]
And i ask myself at times if i really want this life
Spoke this to existence, it was written, no surprise
Wrote this my feelings, 'cause lord knows i cried
So— so i'm so in pain, what if i gain what is love like?
And i can't get complacent
Sittin' around complaining, just hoping
Talk to my reflection
You can't go out like no dope, man, you ain't doing that
I held them l's, they ain't say shit
I fell in jail, they held the bell, i went apeshit
He getting hard phased if he look at me
Like, fuck with niggas talking bout, i bout to whoop his feet
I've been hurt alone, the way this shit been whooping me
And i swear they just don't know what this shit took from me
Nah, nah, nah, they know i've been the truth, so why would i lie?
My soul, the living proof of what we've been through
Should be happy for us, knowing what we've been through
You took my heart and put a bullet in it
I know i said that i'm gon' change, but when you fully in it
You see some things that changed the way you usually would've did it
Ain't that crazy how that pain'll turn you to a menace?
Will i be forgiven?
I ain't tryna live it, i ain't tryna hear it
I ain't tryna feel it, but i'm tired of living, uh
Time out the mission
I know you hear me, but i knew you wasn't gon' probably feel it
[chorus]
Yeah, i'm the judge, that's why i gotta clean my soul (clean my soul)
Yeah, i got voices in my head tryna control (tryna control)
I don't know what type of time he on, but i'm on gold (i'm on gold)
You niggas witnessing the truth, boy, i get busy in this booth
And i'm the judge, that's why i gotta clean my soul (clean my soul)
Yeah, i got voices in my head tryna control (tryna control)
I don't know what type of time he on, but i'm on gold (i'm on gold)
You niggas witnessing the truth, i really live it, i'm the proof
[bridge]
Doin' shit niggas don't do, and i can't make it up
Say what you want, i bet they watch what they say to us
I just spent bands up on this benz because my paper up
I don't do tricks with all my friends, 'cause that shit lame to us
[chorus]
Yeah, out the dirt, that's why i gotta clean my soul (clean my soul)
Yeah, i got voices in my head tryna control (woah-oh)
I don't know what type of time he on, but i'm on gold (i'm on gold)
You niggas witnessing the truth, boy, i get busy in this booth
I'm out the dirt, that's why i gotta clean my soul (clean my soul)
Yeah, i got voices in my head tryna control (woah-oh)
I don't know what type of time he on, but i'm on gold (i'm on gold)
You niggas witnessing the truth (truth)
(truth)
[outro]
Oh-oh-oh
You niggas witnessing the truth, boy, i get busy in this booth
And i'm the judge, that's why i gotta clean my soul (clean my soul)
Control
Niggas witnessing the truth, boy, i get busy in this (busy in this)