Soul Calling

Intro

Hopefully
By
By the week now
I should be
Stronger
Pain free
Hopefully, yeah definitely gamp
I hope so
Fingers crossed gamp
I hope so

Chrorus

I can hear them calling out my name
Saying they back again
I been on the grind
Last few months
I’m in the trap again
Tryna get my cash up in
I’m just Tryna make a name
Pull up in a foreign Benz
Always love a life of sin

I be on the lost side
I be searching for my soul
Can hear my heart cry
All those lonely nights
Praying to god I won’t die

I’ve been searching for my soul
Knowing I can’t find
Know I can’t find

No

Verse 1

Lost so many people
‘Long the way
That I can’t comprehend
I don’t f*ck with fake friend
Cause they be fake as shit
History gone repeat itself
& I ain’t with it
No no

Yeah I’m on the north side
North side
I been on the cold side
Cold side
Hear my soul calling
Calling
Calling

I can hear my soul calling
Long nights alone
Hear my soul calling
Late when I’m out
Hear my soul calling
Up in the sky
When my soul calling

Chorus 2

I can hear them calling out my name
Saying they back again
I been on the grind
Last few months
I’m in the trap again
Tryna get my cash up in
I’m just Tryna make a name
Pull up in a foreign Benz
Always love a life of sin

I be on the lost side
I be searching for my soul
Can hear my heart cry
All those lonely nights
Praying to god I won’t die

I’ve been searching for my soul
Knowing I can’t find
Know I can’t find

Verse 2

Final hours
Creeping on me
I can hear the angels
But they sleeping on me
Pain so deep it’s running through me

Was the last person
That you help
Never dipping on you
No no
No oh oh

Oh oh
Lost souls
Lost souls
Pain in my heart
Can hear them heart lost souls
Sippin on this
Another lost soul
Yeah yeah
Oh oh

I can hear
My soul calling
Late up at night hear
My soul calling
Up I’m the streets you hear
My soul calling
Calling

Chorus 3

I can hear them calling out my name
Saying they back again
I been on the grind
Last few months
I’m in the trap again
Tryna get my cash up in
I’m just Tryna make a name
Pull up in a foreign Benz
Always love a life of sin

I be on the lost side
I be searching for my soul
Can hear my heart cry
All those lonely nights
Praying to god I won’t die

I’ve been searching for my soul
Knowing I can’t find
Know I can’t find

Verse 3

1937 been the year
Hope you remember it
Lost too many people
‘Long the way
I just can’t handle sh*t
Now I’m back up in my bag
Once again
I’m vanishing
F*ck all this fancy sh*t

I can’t lose no more people
Circle getting smaller
Cause of trust issues
Pain in my heart
It’s runs deep
Just like a torn tissue
& if you catch me on the gram
Just know
I only do it for the fam