Meyhem Lauren - Lost Souls lyrics

[Verse 1 - Meyhem Lauren] Lost souls run in my city and look for homes Real G's stuff pockets with cheese like calzones Switch phone, stay alert, I've been f**ing with work I know a lot of n***as wanna see blood on my shirt Been berzerk, quit the swerve, n***as front, they get hurt Still a double steamer scheemer, got them 2 guns tucked I turn the f**ing flame up and mimic Wolfgang Puck. Up in the cut like coke, getting stretched Wait outside, a n***a rest Polly with the kid Possessed, plus I'm known for getting fresh f**ing fronting, get you put out of production Like Averex.. y'all n***as know my steez Niks with different flavored checks I keep a condom on me, that sh** my life-preserver vest Sexual chronicles, don't play night rendez-vous Hit b**hes when drunk, used to sip a lot of booze Low and brow, imported for me, n***as like my music Artists in this category, because you abuse it ? need to fall back, son, just admire this My n***as move coke, more flakes than psoriasis 49th and 96, I compose the sequel Meyhem Lauren, greater than, we not equal Never play chess without your poker face n***as is see-through Bishops use pawns, but me, I'm like GQ Extra-lethal, moving sour diesel by the bundles Getting by, looking fly, but sometimes I still struggle.. Keeping combinator pockets all day Y'all the bubble, greenbacks to key lloyd Keep a n***a P-noid Police dunn destroyed a couple lives in my circle So I stopped selling coke, but I still f** With the purple.. the finest ganja cover my flesh Gotta confess, most of these Up-and-coming rappers sound wack: I'm the best Official to the day of my d**h A fresh drift is in my body Tryna inhale, real sh**, respect n***a