Heart On My Shoulders

You remind me of a folder Push me down and I heat up like a toaster That boy is a Soulja I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober I can't believe she keep on calling for closure Yeah I'm to fucked up of drugs I can't even focus I'm to fucked up off drugs look at my composure I can't even tell ya what I'm tripping over I got my heart on my shoulder It took a few years to expose it I do this flow to get noticed I send it to hoes that's gone twerk and promote it I drop by the hood just to slide in my tokens And make sure the trap keep on rolling Been striking all week I ain't bowling What you whipping boy that vehicle stolen A young nigga tryna live in the moment That's my baby I want change on her I just did a show ima spend this change on ya I might cop a chain with ya name on it And wear that bitch until it's stains on it And I'm never falling off I'm to built for that I told my moma I was going ape She done watched me turn into a silver back Who in atlanta wasn't knowing reo rap Who in Atlanta wasn't knowing reo facts Don't care if what they was saying was good or bad As long as they was talking bout my ass And you might just get hit with that reo A leave em hit up like the police did cleo I'm not going back and forth bout my people Aye tell all my bruddas I love em I wouldn't trade they life in for nothing I'm tryna make a way for my cousin I'm tryna get out the country I'm tired of worrying bout my mama Wishing more life to obama Aye tell iteonna I love her And tootie too I remember nada nem was calling me pooh So ima bring that back for you It feel like I'm stripped from my roots I been gone for a minute my brother said he tired of working I guess I was birth for a purpose I control my own destiny I don't go to churches Cause hypocrite they always preaching the Sermon You know life go in circles constantly turning This blunt steady burning I'm still fucking up cause I'm still out here learning Aye you remind me of a folder Push me down and I heat up like a toaster Yeah That boy is a Soulja I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober I can't believe that she keep calling for closure I'm too fucked up of drugs I can't even focus I'm too fucked up of drugs look at my composure I can't even tell you what I'm trippen over Ima tell em once again I told em once before I'm gassed up im at the pump let's go So please don't get to comfortable I ain't dropped yet this ain't a fumble hoe New flows I got a ton of those He ain't touching nothing he a germaphobe And if you needed something he would turn his nose I'm learning now I gotta watch my bro's Yeah its fucked up yeah I already know Still spray yo shit up and we ain't giving out coats Just a hospital bed with a toon in your throat I wonder how it feel to be hanging by a rope Everytime you take a breath mama thinking you gonna choke And I'm on the south side nigga if you ever want smoke You remind me of a folder Push me down and I heat up like a toaster That boy is a soulja I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober I can't believe that she keep calling for closure Yeah I'm to fucked up off drugs I can't even focus I'm to fucked up off drugs look at my composure I can't even tell you what I'm trippen over