I Want My Soul Back (feat. Lil Roze)
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
They taking our flows
I want this shit ima take it right back
Switching these flows
I got a grand to hop on a brand new track
Ready let's go
Stuck in a dream
It just like that
Imma take it right back
Imma take it right back
When I was four
Trying to take it back
Never though, ayy
I never give it back
Switching my hoes like my clothes
I'm taking back all my oaths
I trashed all of my notes
Kick on the door
We had to kill the four
Take it right back shit
I couldn't make it no more, more
Screw with the beat
I go with the flow
Diamonds they drip
They drip like snow
Life is too slow
So much Gucci i glow
I go low, I make straight fire tho
With my bros, we all know
Should I sell my soul
Honestly I don't know
Straight fire though
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
Ready Let's go!
Hop on a lane then I switch it
Take a hit but I wake back from it
I spent a rack on Gucci I admit it
Making amends but no way I can take it
I came in to the game no quitting
I done make it split
First time I could never have fit
Sometimes it just be like that
Sometimes it just be like that
Diamond my tooth
Gucci my shoe whoo
I make the Patek face blue
First class I done flew ya
Shouldn't have sold my soul
M for a gig at soul fours ya
I want my soul back
You look like snack
Got the brand new tac
You say my songs are wack
I'm on the floor
Make it Gucci Mac
I got the Gucci oh shit
Diamonds on me like oh wait
I want my soul back
They taking our flows
I want this shit ima take it right back
Switching these flows
I got a grand to hop on a brand new track
Ready let's go
Stuck in a dream
It just like that
Imma take it right back
Imma take it right back
When I was four
Trying to take it back
Never though, ayy
I never give it back
Switching my hoes like my clothes
I'm taking back all my oaths
I trashed all of my notes
Kick on the door
We had to kill the four
Take it right back shit
I couldn't make it no more, more
Screw with the beat
I go with the flow
Diamonds they drip
They drip like snow
Life is too slow
So much Gucci i glow
I go low, I make straight fire tho
With my bros, we all know
Should I sell my soul
Honestly I don't know
Straight fire though
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
I want my soul back
Ready Let's go!
Hop on a lane then I switch it
Take a hit but I wake back from it
I spent a rack on Gucci I admit it
Making amends but no way I can take it
I came in to the game no quitting
I done make it split
First time I could never have fit
Sometimes it just be like that
Sometimes it just be like that
Diamond my tooth
Gucci my shoe whoo
I make the Patek face blue
First class I done flew ya
Shouldn't have sold my soul
M for a gig at soul fours ya
I want my soul back
You look like snack
Got the brand new tac
You say my songs are wack
I'm on the floor
Make it Gucci Mac
I got the Gucci oh shit
Diamonds on me like oh wait
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Leo Joseph
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