LLeRoyce

LeRoyce – So

[Intro: LeRoyce]
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no

[Chorus: LeRoyce]
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no

[Verse 1: ScottyMay]
Nowadays they say we don’t need feedback
Negativity, ayy, where you [?] at, reject
College in that hoopty, that’s that [?], coca
I be saucin’ flavors, kick your nose off, don’t stop
These niggas think they know me
Comin’ from the South, slide with evеrything lowkey
Got [?] in the [?] from drinking and smoking
But it’s keeping me high and all is bеlow me
And it’s got me like, you gon’ see the vibe if it’s feelin’ right (Yeah)
Testify you a liar if you livin’ right
Devil cracked a forty on a shorty ’cause the jit was nice
Had a story about [?] that she took his life
Nowadays they say we gon’ need that feedback
Devil cracked a borough, grow your weed back
I’ve been, sippin’, rollin’, drinkin’, uh
So you gotta give me, gotta give me

[Chorus: LeRoyce]
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no

[Verse 2: LeRoyce]
Look, shit get cold like the winter
Fail a hundred times ’til I know I’m a winner
Defeat is hard to see even if I have my chin up
Nigga tryin’ eat, so don’t hold my dinner
And everybody ask me with such lil’ soul in the world
How you seem to got so much in ya than the Earth, nigga?
Been at my worst figure, give a lil’ insight whenever I write and help ’em dream a bit bigger
That’s a trig-trig-trigger, had me think-think-thinking
Dwellin’ on the bed had me fallin’ off the deep end
Focus on the past, man it cuts just deep
And if I let it sink in, it have me si-si-sinkin’
Never let ’em feed up off the energy (Woah, woah)
Nothin’ but the Devil but the inner-me (Woah, woah)
They don’t understand what I’m finna do (Woah, woah)
And I ain’t wish you asked, but you know the music give me

[Chorus: LeRoyce]
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no
Something I can feel, tryna find what’s real, Devil on my heel
So, I been puffin’ on the ‘gar, mama said that kills
I been ducked off, lowkey still, busy tryin’ not to lose myself, no

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