​j. sula
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[Verse 1: YOSHUA]
This one strictly for the jammers
I put everything on camera
If it ain't for family or the gang
I turn it down and pass it
I don't need the charge if it ain't positive
And I don't need ya problems if it's something
I can't utilize my knowledge with
I'm polishing my soul, I'm tryna make it pretty
I'm good as long as bubby and the Lord still rocking with me
Couple hundred thousand million memories still rolling 'round
I'm moving supersonic speed and I can't see me slowing down
I take too many breaks but somehow it ain't enough
I break my momma's heart too many times, just once is enough
My ex still want me back, I tell her that enough is enough
Going all out for the gram, I think you doing too much
Take it slow
And just drive, drive

[Verse 2: FORREST]
I got thoughts running through my head, through my mind
I need to take it slow 'cause I been running out of time
On God, I can't be proud of my ways now
It's getting harder to write them down on the page now
I think I'm seeing ghosts like Kanye and Kid Cudi
But these ghosts, all they wanna do is steal from me
They shoulda locked you up for all the time you stole from me
Took you out when I didn't have no money
Showed you 'round when you didn't know nobody
Now I'm left with all the words that you wrote for me
But shit, I gotta let it go 'cause it ain't gold for me
That's just the way life goes, without no warning
Now I'm writing this in Josh's living room, I see
The pain and hurt, transformation to a better me
Blah blah blah, that's all I hear from you
You ain't good for my soul, I'm steering clear from you
You done me wrong and that was kinda strange
But I love you tho, and that won't ever change