soul intact - Birdo

Well hello there!

DCR wit da

Yeah

Fuck the money and the fame

And the bitches and lames

I just wanna show these kids it’s ok to feel pain

Cause once upon a time, I was that lonely kid

All by himself with nobody in the crib

It’s just me and my headphones

No hoes in my cellphone

I can’t see the future, just my name on a headstone

I got a lot of things that I want the world to see

DCR’s 3 letters, but it means the world to me

I spit, blunts lit

Tryna forget that I exist

All this, bullshit

Floats away once it’s hits

Staring face to face with th man that I could be

I never am nough, I just wish that you could see

I don’t carry heat, cause i’d prolly blow my brains

I ain’t gotta job, but ima still get paid

Fuck this rat race, I ain’t living in a cage

I ain’t been to prison, but the feelings still the same

Lost so much of myself that I’m never getting back

Tryna keep my soul intact, so I put it in a rap

I-I-I just miss the days when I laid in your lap

D-D-DCR's the set I’m tryna put it on the map

Lost so much of myself that I’m never getting back

Tryna keep my soul intact, so I put it in a rap

I-I-I just miss the days when I laid in your lap

D-D-DCR's the set I’m tryna put it on the map