Soul'd Out
Said I'm the type to sell my soul and then I take it back
I could take your ass to hell but you won't make it back
I know you watching, I feel them plotting
I could feel the energy switch up whenever I walk in
Sneak dissing on Twitter but won't say it to my face
I know that you bitter cause I always win the race
They feelin' the pressure, I'm takin' they place
I'm givin' out lessons if you wanna take it
They watch what I do and they copy and paste
Stealin' my sauce, so how do it taste
I'm too wavy, I do this shit on a mf' daily
Bad lil' bitty and she wanna have my babies
They say I'm insane, I guess I'm a little crazy
Stalking me on fake accounts
Talking bout me, watch your mouth
Guess it's true, they really hate it when you gettin' all the clout
Mad I won't give you a feature, now I got your feelings hurt
Talkin' bout me but a month ago was askin me to work
Makin' me sick, ayy
When I'm makin' moves you wanna hop all on my dick, ayy
Only the beginning, I'm a Saint but I'm sinning
I cannot lose, I'ma always be winnin'
Said I'm the type to sell my soul and then I take it back
I could take your ass to hell but you won't make it back
I know you watching, I feel them plotting
I could feel the energy switch up whenever I walk in
Sneak dissing on Twitter but won't say it to my face
I know that you bitter cause I always win the race
They feelin' the pressure, I'm takin' they place
I'm givin' out lessons if you wanna take it
They watch what I do and they copy and paste
Stealin' my sauce, so how do it taste
I could take your ass to hell but you won't make it back
I know you watching, I feel them plotting
I could feel the energy switch up whenever I walk in
Sneak dissing on Twitter but won't say it to my face
I know that you bitter cause I always win the race
They feelin' the pressure, I'm takin' they place
I'm givin' out lessons if you wanna take it
They watch what I do and they copy and paste
Stealin' my sauce, so how do it taste
I'm too wavy, I do this shit on a mf' daily
Bad lil' bitty and she wanna have my babies
They say I'm insane, I guess I'm a little crazy
Stalking me on fake accounts
Talking bout me, watch your mouth
Guess it's true, they really hate it when you gettin' all the clout
Mad I won't give you a feature, now I got your feelings hurt
Talkin' bout me but a month ago was askin me to work
Makin' me sick, ayy
When I'm makin' moves you wanna hop all on my dick, ayy
Only the beginning, I'm a Saint but I'm sinning
I cannot lose, I'ma always be winnin'
Said I'm the type to sell my soul and then I take it back
I could take your ass to hell but you won't make it back
I know you watching, I feel them plotting
I could feel the energy switch up whenever I walk in
Sneak dissing on Twitter but won't say it to my face
I know that you bitter cause I always win the race
They feelin' the pressure, I'm takin' they place
I'm givin' out lessons if you wanna take it
They watch what I do and they copy and paste
Stealin' my sauce, so how do it taste
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Writer(s): Clark Estrella
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