Jazz Cartier – SOUL SEARCHER Lyrics

SOUL SEARCHER Lyrics by Jazz Cartier

[Intro]
Fleurever, Fleurever
“The next Station is Spadina, Spadina Station”

[Verse]
Yeah, man on a mission, hand on the wheel, steering my vision
Keeping my distance, head in the clouds, minding my business
I got family that got homies who are locked down by the system
And I’m praying for the black girls who went missing and missed Christmas
Now listen, what would you rather? Doing it best or doing it different?
I got sick of the dream, spoke it into existence
Turned it out with a dollar, finna turn that to a million
Black angel, been through hell and back, now they made me the villain
Oh, what a wonderful feeling
I learned a lot about my early 20s, looking back, a n—a wasn’t ready

When it came to friends, I had way too many, a lot flaked when the s–t got heavy
And a lot of times, I was more focused on dollar signs
I had to put it in overdrive, caught myself caught in so many lies
Argued instead of apologized, I wasn’t ready to compromise
Many mistakes were ill-advised, had to cut it out, started cutting ties
I must’ve f—-d up a hundred times, blaming the liquor to justify
Everything that wasn’t going right in my broken life
That’s Fleurever

[Outro]
“Arriving at Spadina, Spadina Station”
Was it worth it?