COVERED4LYFE

[Intro]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, ayy
Putting my soul in the music, my, gang, gang
Putting my soul in the music, my, ayy, ayy
Huh, uh, ayy, ayy
Gang, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Putting my soul in the music, my brodie don't know that he covered for life
He don't gotta go be a thug in the night, with the way he was raised, who was hugging us right?
Momma was cold as Dakota with chips on her shoulder, nobody was holding her tight
Nigga's eleven and man of the house, never did what my momma had told me
No wonder I'm lonely, bitch tweaked out 'cause she couldn't control me
Stalking my page, my, damn, ayy
Same old pain from the same old hoes
I'm never learning my lesson, again and again, I be gеtting my heart broke, uh
Day to day, talking that shit with my niggas, we look likе Gillie and Wallo, ayy
Yesterday, we broke up, now we fucking around, finna start all over
Niggas forgot what it's like to be sober
Putting my soul in the music, my brodie don't know, ayy, ayy, ayy
Gang, gang, ayy, ayy, ayy, look

[Outro]
Chicago invented drill, huh
Chicago invented drill, uh, gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah