Naked Souls

Lyrics

[Part I] [Pre-Chorus] Bust, make the choppa bust Aim it at your dust, make you get so rushed Watch you explode, bitch Take, take, take my heart Then make, make, make, make, make it into art [Chorus] Naked souls are everywhere Everyone got skin under Famous hoes are everywhere Every tape gets leaked over Tame us, nigga, we everywhere Every hate go bleed older Save us, nigga, we everywhere Every safe gets neat over [Part II] [Intro] AyoTaj! Nasty Fucking- yuh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh [Verse] Dah-nah, get a stick Uppin' my levels, then get back so quick Turn you into plates, with the aim you get hit I'll turn it up loudly, I'm passin' my fists I'll turn it up aggressive, make you hoes sit You better bow down, it's my turn to win Ready to collapse in this world full of sin Dance by the arch, we live with our kin How many times I got shit on, when one of them niggas ain't doin' the most? Tell me I'm lifeless, crazy, but you on the net for attention from hoes, uh Tell me I act like a bitch, when your energy matched with the shit I sold Niggas been know that I'm lit, but they stay on my dick 'cause I vibe with my bros Fuck it up, make me sweat, make me look crazy, make me lose air Drowning in waves, you know that is fair, we up on his face, ain't truth or dare And to the hoes that I fell for: you can go burn with the shit you sell for All you niggas obsessed with my presence, and since I'm a fag, I'ma fuck on his brethen [Part III] [Intro] Hexel, you go crazy! I know every nigga that diss me for reasons, they bein' retarded and their houselife is so shit They know damn well they need a change, but they take it out on me for their dumb shit And they copin' from all their dead friends, you know damn well I don't give a shit 'Cause we all die, you might as well be dead, take off your sleeve and slit your wrist ($kiah) [Verse] Under your skin, everybody is nude, ain't tryna be nice or tryna be rude All of this shit will lead to your doom, why would I waste my time with you coons? I can't beef with no niggas who ain't cope from their deaths, these niggas can't fuck with me, not nothin' best Run up on me, make your tits and chest be a mess, I'll trip on your ass, make you fall on set Fuck your guardian, I'll aim for their top, like I'm New York, I'll carry these knocks Put a damn bell to your head, have it drop, I ain't no sign, nigga, I cannot stop Got a lil' trap and he make me feel hot, got a lil' trap and he make me go pop You niggas pussy, you are what you are, like a rocket, I'ma make this far Bitch, wait, bitch, wait, bitch, wait, bitch, wait Bitch, wait, bitch, wait, bitch, wait, bitch, wait Just like a bubble, I'm still in my tunnel I'm feeling eternal, I'm feeling external Get caked like it's funnel, I'm makin' my checks So get off my dick 'fore I'll fuck in your head [Pre-Chorus] Bust, make the choppa bust Aim it at your dust, make you get so rushed Watch you explode, bitch Take, take, take my heart Then make, make, make, make, make it into art [Chorus] Naked souls are everywhere Everyone got skin under Famous hoes are everywhere Every tape gets leaked over Tame us, nigga, we everywhere Every hate go bleed older Save us, nigga, we everywhere Every safe gets neat over, fuck