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soul searching - o.z. (mr. 28 grams) lyrics

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[intro]
i ask myself, ha
i ask myself, (oz)
i ask myself
sit alone in my four corner room and i just say i gotta get the f-ck up out of here, its like
i just gotta get the f-ck up out of here, i ask myself
i ask myself

[verse 1: o.z]
i ask myself what the f-ck is going on
my chick don’t act the same and i just feel like our relationships prolonged
or could it be these demons that just got my -ss possessed
or the fact that her p-ssy’s wet it makes me think that i am obsessed
i’m lost on the rode and my homies lost with me
they wanna take my soul but tell them n-ggas come and get me
you bury me in gold with memories and don’t forget me
but until that f-cking day i’ll be that one living relentless
listen i’ve done some soul searching
some soul searching all alone
done some soul searching i’ve been trying to get it on my own
a man with many visions many obstacles and goals
its a hard grind, but tough for once you gotta hit the road
my slot got them facebook poking like a dot
b-tches pulling on my c-ck, inflate my bubble till it pop
liquor shots, i’m l1cking shots for my n-ggas
them giddy bob n0body f-ckin with you n-gga

[hook]
i ask myself, who f-ckin with you boy
do what you do boy, i swear i ask myself
who f-ckin with you boy, do what you do boy
i swear i ask myself, who f-ckin with you boy
do what you do boy, swear to god i ask myself
who f-ckin with you boy, do what you do boy
and look i done some soul searching
some soul searching all alone
done some soul searching i’ve been trying to get it on my own
some soul searching, some soul searching all alone
done some soul searching, i’ve been trying to get it on my own
wowowowowowowowowo yeah
wowowowowowowowowo yeah

[verse 2: o.z]
sh-t just got more technical, but i just stay professional
try to pop my top and make me [?] my decimals
wanna cook me well, serve me like a vegetable
but b-tch i’ve been this hard since i came out my fathers t-st-cl-s
mold like pottery, luck like the lottery
from a hood where they cook sh-t up
and they push in in their artery
you barely as smart as me and you don’t go as hard as me
you can rap and go far but you will never get further than me
got it in my soul, concrete to rolls
i’ve been praying on the daily, b-tch i carry such a toll
mind on my money they keep dirt all in my eye, wish me bad
hope i fail sh-t, they probably wish i die
i’ve been soul searching, soul searching all alone
i’ve been soul searching, i’ve been trying to get it on my own
so many vivid memories homies with the chemistry
that i done known for years be strong
cause i’ve been chasing my dreams you haters is violating
and yo when it comes to smoke i’ve been officially annihilating
had a talk with the lord and he told me ignore satan
but it’s hard nowadays with these bills, its frustration
my niece is getting old and my girl is getting impatient
my sister getting mad and my old boy is acting crazy
and my grandma is a new patient and i’m lost on my destination
that’s why my music is my f-cking occupation
i swear to god

[hook]
i ask myself, who f-ckin with you boy
do what you do boy, i swear i ask myself
who f-ckin with you boy, do what you do boy
i swear i ask myself, who f-ckin with you boy
do what you do boy, swear to god i ask myself
who f-ckin with you boy, do what you do boy
and look i done some soul searching
some soul searching all alone
done some soul searching i’ve been trying to get it on my own
some soul searching, some soul searching all alone
done some soul searching, i’ve been trying to get it on my own
wowowowowowowowowo yeah
wowowowowowowowowo yeah

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