YTB Trench - 3roken Soul lyrics

[Intro] (Dmac on the fu*kin' track) Nobody's guaranteed, done watched them switch up, I done seen 'em fold But we gon' paint the city red for westside til' turn blue So we gon' send extended mags for ours and make that move Sometimes I speak into existence, my head turnin' my heart blue Gotta catch myself sometimes, don't like what I be on It's forever fu*k a b*tch, even if I'm right or if I'm wrong I done grew, been through some sh*t, but now it's murder what she wrotе For the set, been through some sh*t, but I can't spеak on what I know Hate speakin' past tense, but future preference off the dome I done watch ni**as turn b*tch, they walk the switch and then they told Say they love you and they miss, they get a chance and then they fold Say they changed, but the same sh*t keep reoccurring, that sh*t old [Chorus] I know how you feelin', ain't gon' hate you when you low Can you keep a secret, baby? Tell me, let me know Triple three's, I been the same, for the set, I'm on go My heart been through too much, gotta protect from damaged souls I been through them trenches, I refuse to let it go Tell me how you feelin', what you feelin', let me know I can take a hit, but from them, why'd you leave cold? Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that b*tch done sold Too late, that b*tch done sold Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that b*tch done sold (How you feelin', let me know) [Verse] Snatched it out the mud, my cuh had told me "Ain't sh*t free" 'Member days I look through glass, they said I wasn't the same me Up to you what route you take or what the fu*k you wanna be Make your time and make your mind when the time come, your ass'll see [Chorus] I know how you feelin', ain't gon' ask you when you low Can you keep a secret, baby? Tell me, let me know Triple three's, I been the same, for the set, I'm on go My heart been through too much, gotta protect from damaged souls Protect from damaged souls Lord help me, I'm alone From damaged souls [Outro] Nobody's guaranteed, done watch them switch up, I done seen 'em fold But we gon' paint the city red for westside til' we turn blue So we gon' send extended mags for ours and make that move Sometimes I speak into existence, my head turnin' my heart blue Gotta catch myself sometimes, don't like what I be on It's forever fu*k a b*tch, even if I'm right or if I'm wrong I done grew, been through some sh*t, but now it's murder what she wrote For the set, been through some sh*t, but I can't speak on what I know Hate speakin' past tense, but future preference off the dome I done watch ni**as turn b*tch, they walk the switch and then they told Say they love you and they miss, they get a chance and then they fold Say they changed, but the same sh*t keep reoccurring, that sh*t old Too late, that b*tch done sold Had a heart for sale, but it's too late, that b*tch done sold (How you feelin', let me know)