Lost Soul

[Intro]
(Nolie 'bout to fuck it up)
I don't want your love
I know it's a drug
I don't want your love
I know it's a drug

[Verse 1]
Uhh, feel my pain
All of y'all couldn't even do it
Things change
Man, they really put me through it
Hear my songs, now y'all feel up in these verses
Lost times had a gift, now it's worthless
Painted a picture, they say that it's perfect
Grindin' hard Pop's said I gotta earn it
Game plans in my head
They really plottin'
Nolie's on the beat, so you know I gotta pop it
Bitches at the top, goin' up on a rocket
Boy you ain't shootin'
Yeah, you ain't even cocky
We turnin' it up yeah I'm talkin' 'bout mosh pit
People switch up yeah I notice the topic
Thеy claiming you're dog
And I swear they just talkin'