Calling My Spirit lyrics

When my spirit get cold i just pray fa forgiveness i know that these n*ggas dont like me
Im soldier steppin in my nikes she ask when we f*ck do you like me
Istay w dat burner fa you and yo buddy i hide dat b*tch under my white tee
Lul shawty so tights she’s a pisces she snuck out the house that b*tch trifling
I-i-i had to remove myself from da drama im makin my play out da studio she just wanna f*ck and lay up inna spot lul wooda like damn this a goofy hoe
Im straight outta Birmingham meant to say murdaham look at da rate ts crazy dirt on my name but a n*gga could care they hated on me since a baby
She just wanna f*ck to dat cc’s so i pin dat ho up like a tv blood in my eyes while that otha b*tch cannabis you gotta problem den bruh we can handle it yeah ima pullcat can't pare to no amiger just got some buddy with sh*t down in africa henny in me now a young n*gga horny 99 baby i grew up on barney i feel like nick saben im coachin my team take my advice b*tch im livin my dream
When i turn up its da maximum line nem hoes up ima tackle em pus*y so fye i might catch me a charge im locked inna booth like some burgular bars stay out in front like some handle bars run dat sh*t up n*gga handle yours said come get dis di*k and dis sh*t is a 4 fag i get to boppin when they cut on dat kodak da team on my back like a mfn throwback we came from da bottom i know datchu kno dat slow up da feds still onna block da spot been so hot since lul buddy got shot poppin dese pills got my jaw onna lock b*tch its on sight when we meet you gon flop who dis lul ho on my phone oh alexa ouu ya dis my lul cougar b*tch she fw dem hooligans can't let dat b*tch go dat b*tch too legit she callin my phone fa da di*k onna sunday & den dat b*tch got outta church so guess wah i did put dat di*k in ha sideways i had dat b*tch goin bazerk she just wanna f*ck got ha stealin my lingo a real n*gga i can't f*ck wit no green hoe lul beezy clutchin wen he look out da peep hole she wanna be wife but my phone say amigos lord if you gon take me just give me a sign i can't be walkin out here in da blind family fake dawg they thinkin i signed if its bout sum $ n*gga get off my line rememba back den w no Glock and a rooga can't trip bout no b*tch i might have to salute ya im da point guard & im runnin w shootas we all tryna win ain no point of u losin im at da $ u n*ggas still snoozin cross da line den my youngins gon do ya boy dats a shame like im peewee they like stop put dat soldier on repeat ya ya ya ya