Hole in my Soul

[Verse 1: Naledge] I wish my niggas, ain't have to deal drugs Wish my nigga Cam ain't have to feel slugs We growing up, we growing up Bill letters keep showing up, stressed out so we pour it up Niggas bust a bottle that's before they hit Wearing Jesus on their chain and pray they get a visit A million dollars in my drink, I pray a nigga get it I told them rapping was my link, I pray my niggas with it East side, 7-tray Niggas die, like everyday Pineapple crush and promethazine Shorties losing brain cells with their destiny [Hook: Sulaiman](x2) Pour my heart out like I got a hole in my soul And I don't know when its gon' be my last day Striking out the earth 'til I hit gold I refuse to let these motherfuckers past me [Verse 2: Naledge] Still pouring out liquor for my nigga Brad Only real friend that I ever had Lost him 17, told him Blake my brother Few years later cancer took his mother See my mother cry, and grandmomma die See my mother smile, now my son is five I was in the car with Brad, how did I survive Now I'm rappin' on the screen, hoping yet to sky Ten long years, where that motherfucking time go Ten long years, I'm sounding big like I'm Sean Paul Raise a toast, hunnid' thousand sold Toured the globe, never sold my soul My heart bleeds for this shit Said my heart fucking bleeds for this shit, you don't hear me now My heart bleeds for this shit December 25th, yeah yeah, nigga gotta get it homie [Hook](x2)