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)