Soul Searchin'
Hey hey
Hey hey
Ahhh ahhh
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain
Yousa clown you belong in a circus (Ha)
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (You gone)
Watch me rise above the surface
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin' (Let's go)
Michael Myers typa shit I be makin' movies (Ahhh)
Slashin' thru these beats like I be tearin' loose leafs
Understand me, hear me better, let the truth speak
I just do this, yeah, bitch I'm Dolo fuck who you be (Ahhh)
I use my brain as every weapon
I'm quick to give a lesson
& I'm the dopest reverend (Reverend)
& I stack all my Benjis (Benjis)
They like to come in heavy (Heavy)
& I know I'ma blessin' (Blessin')
& I put beats on stretchers (Stretchers)
& I rise under pressure (Ahh)
Never see me back down from a fuckin' challenge (No)
Unless I know that they be mental & they challenged (Stupid)
Hit me wit an instrumental that be dope it's no challenge
Try to challenge me get burnt to ashes in my palace
I don't think yo wishes would come true if you had a genie
I don't think yo bitches would be true to you if they would see me (Oh no)
I just know that I was a wish to someone's well bein'
Bein' me never got me greedy (Ahhh ahhh ahhh)
I say fuck a freebie (Fuck it)
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane (Ahhh)
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain
Yousa clown you belong in a circus (Yeah you gone)
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (Yeah you gone)
Watch me rise above the surface (Hey hey)
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin'
I'ma hit yo soul, once I do, whatchu gonna do? (Let's go)
You gonna do somethin' or just stand there like you glued? (Huh?)
Don't be a fuckin' foo or you get hit with them tools (Ahhh ahhh ahhh)
Screwdriver on my side 'cus I gotta screw loose (Ahhh)
I just know that I be dope (Dope)
I just know you have no hope (Hope)
I just know that I'ma goat (Goat)
I just know you is so broke (Broke)
& ya heart ain't filled with hope (Ahhh)
& ya soul don't even glow (Glow)
I just know ya soul ain't gold (Gold)
I just know that this one gold (Go)
Every hit I put out a muthafuckin' homer
Everyday you stay yo fat ass on the couch like Homer (Dope)
I just know that I'm an author just like Homer
He a G O D just like me, I'ma lonely stoner (Bitch I'm Dolo)
Know ya history or ya history (Ahhh)
Know that you have the final puzzle piece & that's the key
I got all the keys, that's a major key & I'ma key (I got the keys)
Shoutout to my future, where be Jay Z?
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane (Ahhh)
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain (Ahhh)
Yousa clown you belong in a circus
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (I cut you off)
Watch me rise above the surface
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin'
Bitch
Ahhh
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Hey hey
Ahhh ahhh
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain
Yousa clown you belong in a circus (Ha)
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (You gone)
Watch me rise above the surface
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin' (Let's go)
Michael Myers typa shit I be makin' movies (Ahhh)
Slashin' thru these beats like I be tearin' loose leafs
Understand me, hear me better, let the truth speak
I just do this, yeah, bitch I'm Dolo fuck who you be (Ahhh)
I use my brain as every weapon
I'm quick to give a lesson
& I'm the dopest reverend (Reverend)
& I stack all my Benjis (Benjis)
They like to come in heavy (Heavy)
& I know I'ma blessin' (Blessin')
& I put beats on stretchers (Stretchers)
& I rise under pressure (Ahh)
Never see me back down from a fuckin' challenge (No)
Unless I know that they be mental & they challenged (Stupid)
Hit me wit an instrumental that be dope it's no challenge
Try to challenge me get burnt to ashes in my palace
I don't think yo wishes would come true if you had a genie
I don't think yo bitches would be true to you if they would see me (Oh no)
I just know that I was a wish to someone's well bein'
Bein' me never got me greedy (Ahhh ahhh ahhh)
I say fuck a freebie (Fuck it)
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane (Ahhh)
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain
Yousa clown you belong in a circus (Yeah you gone)
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (Yeah you gone)
Watch me rise above the surface (Hey hey)
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin'
I'ma hit yo soul, once I do, whatchu gonna do? (Let's go)
You gonna do somethin' or just stand there like you glued? (Huh?)
Don't be a fuckin' foo or you get hit with them tools (Ahhh ahhh ahhh)
Screwdriver on my side 'cus I gotta screw loose (Ahhh)
I just know that I be dope (Dope)
I just know you have no hope (Hope)
I just know that I'ma goat (Goat)
I just know you is so broke (Broke)
& ya heart ain't filled with hope (Ahhh)
& ya soul don't even glow (Glow)
I just know ya soul ain't gold (Gold)
I just know that this one gold (Go)
Every hit I put out a muthafuckin' homer
Everyday you stay yo fat ass on the couch like Homer (Dope)
I just know that I'm an author just like Homer
He a G O D just like me, I'ma lonely stoner (Bitch I'm Dolo)
Know ya history or ya history (Ahhh)
Know that you have the final puzzle piece & that's the key
I got all the keys, that's a major key & I'ma key (I got the keys)
Shoutout to my future, where be Jay Z?
I just know that I be in my own fuckin' lane
Stay yo ass with that helmet on inside that bike lane (Ahhh)
You fuckin' peasant, I don't think you understand
I chop yo head off witta guillotine 'cus you don't use yo fuckin' brain (Ahhh)
Yousa clown you belong in a circus
I cut you off 'cus yousa short circuit (I cut you off)
Watch me rise above the surface
I'ma hit yo soul 'cus I be soul searchin'
Bitch
Ahhh
Ahhh ahhh ahhh
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Solorio
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