Soul Food
So soulful
Slap a nigga down, G
Family situated
No more missin payments
They call this entertainment
That's cause they can't relate it
I'm stickin to da basics
But still winnin da races
All black on lik I'm racist
Kill em don't leave no traces
I got it off da pavement
So much time I done wasted
But now a nigga focused
Feel lik a nigga chosen
Physically Lebron wit Jordan's killa mentality
I'm Curry wit da aim
Soy uva bitch I'm gang
Got babygirl ridin passenger but we both drive
Just cause you breathin don't mean you livin you just alive
Been through da trenches me & my henchmen we all thrive
Da hottest winters da coldest summers we gon survive
I'm makin better plans
I feel lik Jackie Chan
Stuntin on these niggaz
Still got that butter tan
Pitchin that soul food, Sunday at Big Mama house
Stackin up da paper in da whole all behind da couch
Of course you know it ain't there no more
Fucked da whole wall up
New money
Old money
Money
I'm even savin da change in da couch nigga
Yeah
Succa Free Down Bottom shit
Da FEDs penetrated
All over witness statements
That's how we caught them cases
Newspapers made us famous
Them judges tryna hang us
Sent in informants to frame us
Some got sentenced to life
Some made it out aight
Takin trips outta state
As long as there's money to be made
I'm never outta place
They'll never find da safe
Roll up & contemplate
Bout all da nights I prayed
To make it to better days & still ahead there's better days
Da family can't survive over minimum wage
So I'm lookin to own shit & be my own boss
I'll take my own loss
I'll pay my own cost
Now bitches lik what you want head or tail lik a coin toss
This a story of stars
These are glorious bars
This for play in da car
This that crack in da jar
On da ocean I'm crusin
Over oceans I'm snoozin
For most of my problems money always da fuckin solution
Your perception illusion
If you could see me losin
And if you ever catch me snoozin leave my body oozin
Your perception illusion
If you could see me losin
And if you ever catch me snoozin leave my body oozin, nigga
Down Bottom shit man
Pennington
What up
Like I said man
This shit so soulful
You could feel it in your bones
This that real shit
Out the concrete grew a rose
Slap a nigga down, G
Family situated
No more missin payments
They call this entertainment
That's cause they can't relate it
I'm stickin to da basics
But still winnin da races
All black on lik I'm racist
Kill em don't leave no traces
I got it off da pavement
So much time I done wasted
But now a nigga focused
Feel lik a nigga chosen
Physically Lebron wit Jordan's killa mentality
I'm Curry wit da aim
Soy uva bitch I'm gang
Got babygirl ridin passenger but we both drive
Just cause you breathin don't mean you livin you just alive
Been through da trenches me & my henchmen we all thrive
Da hottest winters da coldest summers we gon survive
I'm makin better plans
I feel lik Jackie Chan
Stuntin on these niggaz
Still got that butter tan
Pitchin that soul food, Sunday at Big Mama house
Stackin up da paper in da whole all behind da couch
Of course you know it ain't there no more
Fucked da whole wall up
New money
Old money
Money
I'm even savin da change in da couch nigga
Yeah
Succa Free Down Bottom shit
Da FEDs penetrated
All over witness statements
That's how we caught them cases
Newspapers made us famous
Them judges tryna hang us
Sent in informants to frame us
Some got sentenced to life
Some made it out aight
Takin trips outta state
As long as there's money to be made
I'm never outta place
They'll never find da safe
Roll up & contemplate
Bout all da nights I prayed
To make it to better days & still ahead there's better days
Da family can't survive over minimum wage
So I'm lookin to own shit & be my own boss
I'll take my own loss
I'll pay my own cost
Now bitches lik what you want head or tail lik a coin toss
This a story of stars
These are glorious bars
This for play in da car
This that crack in da jar
On da ocean I'm crusin
Over oceans I'm snoozin
For most of my problems money always da fuckin solution
Your perception illusion
If you could see me losin
And if you ever catch me snoozin leave my body oozin
Your perception illusion
If you could see me losin
And if you ever catch me snoozin leave my body oozin, nigga
Down Bottom shit man
Pennington
What up
Like I said man
This shit so soulful
You could feel it in your bones
This that real shit
Out the concrete grew a rose
Credits
Writer(s): Sharod Caraway-brown
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