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PERFORMING ARTISTS
J-Soul
J-Soul
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shyheem Kelly
Shyheem Kelly
Composer
Jeffery Edwards
Jeffery Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shyheem Kelly
Shyheem Kelly
Producer
Yuri Koller
Yuri Koller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gang (Gang, gang)
[Verse 2]
Night after night
I sit and pray for life to change
But I get no answer
I'm losing my mind
I can't sleep outside no more
So I stayed in the motel
[Verse 3]
See **** get jacked in the motel (Yeah, yeah)
Had to jack 'em right back to make my sales (Yeah)
Coulda had your girl working in the motel (Uh)
People saying that I changed and I need help (Yeah)
But what they know about
Never ever sleeping, never ever eating
Days it feels like I'm hardly breathing
Hospital trips after hospital trips
It feels like my brain's bleeding and overheating (Overheating)
Damn, fifteen running on the Jane Street
Breaking into whips with some ripped jeans (Jeans)
Damn, I don't pretend
Fifteen plus ten
That's twenty-five to life (To life)
I might get that tonight (Damn)
If he don't drop his knife (If he don't drop his knife)
Fuck it, this is the end
No on will win
Say hello to my friend (Friend)
[Verse 4]
Night after night (Night)
I sit and pray for life to change (Change)
But I get no answer (Answer)
I'm losing my mind (Mind)
I can't sleep outside no more
So I stayed in the motel (Rich Gang)
[Verse 5]
What you know about the feds at your door? (At your door)
Kick it down, drop it, drop it to the floor (Bow)
Mama screaming, police screaming, oh no, oh no
It's fucked up
'Cause a **** was in like grade four (Grade four)
That's the shit that I prayed for (Prayed for)
My big bro needed bail
And a **** had no hope (No hope)
When I heard that, best believe that hurt my soul (Ah-ha)
My soul, it's lost hope
So every day, I'm yelling, "Free my soul" (Free it)
And every day I'm yelling free my bro (Better free him)
And every day a ****'s mind's fucked up
'Cause my life's fucked up
But no one gotta know (Rich Gang)
It's okay, yeah, ****, it's okay (It's okay)
Summertime, I was jacking **** gold chains (Gold chains)
Summertime rocked the same shit
I had no shame (No shame)
Summertime had no job, no address on the resume
[Verse 6]
Night after night
I sit and pray for life to change
But I get no answer (No, no, no)
I'm losing my mind
I can't sleep outside no more (No, no, no)
So I stayed in the motel (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
(Rich gang)
Written by: Jeffery Edwards, Shyheem Kelly
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