Name: P.U.W.W.L.O SouL ft. Deja Levette & J.O.N by Deja Levette
Duration: 4 min
Description: This is a single me and a couple of super talented friends created! Available everywhere else.

this is beautiful. love ur voice. and the lyrics. please itd mean alot if u check out my latest releases #puzzlepeace

She never wanted
To wait for the ride but
Instead sit aside the rings and diamonds
She idolize the posture
Fuck what it cost you
Possessions is what she honor
She'll stroke your dick
In exchange for that mighty dollar
The price she pay cuz'
Her father was more the baller type
She so in awe
She lovin' me for the songs I write
She see potential
Them niggas not what she into
They bustin' all on her cheek
But chase her
When she get over hype
Within her privacy she
Ponder what heaven like I
Tell her bout sacrifice but
She can't let go of the compensation's
And friends that come alive on the edge
Christ told me to let the dead bury dead
Recall the innocent times
Where Simon said get in bed
I wasn't listening to Mama though
Father gone he left her
Because she lost control
The fourth grade
Was the last time I made honor roll
Honor those who remain ten toes
Throughout the grudge and spite
My next lady gon' have to be Mr. Carter's wife
Cuz' I ain't finding one similar
Shit At least
Her plan to get in my sheets
Seduce me to pay her lease
Nah
Shit ain't happenin'
I ain't never lose interest
You were an accident
I don't take niggas bitches
That's for the savages
Trust and believe
My queen has forgiven Eve
I teach her not to deceive
But (Don't lie to me)
She want the importance to me
Never forgot the past
Emotions
I see them clear
The devil tends to remind her of
Everything from the years
I played along with my peers
And bragged about how she here
On all fours
Ready to disappear
Ready to give her rear
To a nigga that won't be there
Just
Enjoying the moments
Though we walk away torn apart
I'm forever gon' know us
Healing always a process
Lookin' over shoulders
The trauma that niggas caused over money
Scorned us

Rooftops and summers lookin' at stars
Who soon forget who we are
Driving the finest cars
Fuckin' the baddest broads
And talk about how we wish it was us
Up in that two-door
Somebody's daughter in here gettin' her chew on
More money get blew on
And lace fronts get glued off

Yeah
I'm just talkin' to you
Those were the dreams I had
Fore I ever knew you
Those were the dreams I chased
Fore I wanted, somethin' more
Someone who truly yours
Patient love like the father that everybody adores
Know when you see me
You're welcomed with open arms
I gave it all up to God
I let this play in his palms for real
You know
(You know I love you right?)

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Supporting Vocals: J. Ali
Mixing: Yaahn Hunter, Jr.
Mastering: Rhythm Section Entertainment
Artwork: Dekada Records

Lyrics:

Cool breeze flowing through the trees
Autumn wrapped around me, oh
Don't wear my heart on my sleeve
But it's sweater weather, baby
And maybe I can make an exception
'Cause me and you, we got so much more than a connection
So unexpected
Wanna protect it
Don't know how somebody like you put me in my feels (yeah)

Got me singing ooh la la
You got a vibe
Not really the kind, no, that I think of as my type but
You got a way that hit me different
It's like I been blazing with this feeling
'Cause when it comes to you
Got me in his pretty, brown ride
On the East side
You got a way that hit me different
Yeah, you got a way that hit me different

Tried to make excuses why I shouldn't do this
Don't wanna put in time to see it go to ruin
'Cause I've been bruised and been broken in love
But if it's you, it just might be enough
And maybe I can make an exception
'Cause me and you, we got so much more than a connection
So unexpected
Wanna protect it
Don't know how somebody like you put me in my feels (yeah)

Got me singing ooh la la
You got a vibe
Not really the kind, no, that I think of as my type but
You got a way that hit me different
It's like I been blazing with this feeling
'Cause when it comes to you
Got me in his pretty, brown ride
On the East side
You got a way that hit me different
Yeah, you got a way that hit me different

Tried to make excuses
Why I shouldn't do this
And maybe I can make an exception
But it's sweater weather, baby

Got me singing ooh la la
You got a vibe
Not really the kind, no, that I think of as my type but
You got a way that hit me different
It's like I been blazing with this feeling
'Cause when it comes to you
Got me in his pretty, brown ride
On the East side
You got a way that hit me different
Yeah, you got a way that hit me different

Yeah...

You got a way that hit me different
You got a way that hit me different

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