Soul Food
She wants some soul food
I got drinks and weed if you want too
Got my medice I'm gonn' be good boo
Had adrenaline now I be cool too
That's what I do
She said
Tap it in I'ma get it
Tryna get into good shit go to heaven
She wanted me to run the world but I'm lazy
And kinda crazy that shit ain't worthy
I gotta play it
And then replay it for your friends
Cause they ain't getting
What we be doing doing good
Check the the blessings
We gonn' be guessing
What we doing in the next scene
She tried to text me lord
They try to test me
So good at math with them numbers I go crazy
Why you so sad
You be mad that she plays me
I gotta play
I gotta get it
For the soul this
She wants some soul food
I got weeds and drinks if you want too
Got my medice I'm gonn' be good boo
Had adrenaline now I be cool too
That's what I do
Get it
Get it
I make her go crazy
Pop a nigga like confetti
Bill gates windows goes heavy
Always looking at my 12's
Since a kid fuck 12
Momma done thought me well
Throw my money in a well
So the pain goes
Never was into hoes
Treat me like play dough
No no I don't want those
What you been saying hoe
I just don't give a fuck
I get my game through
Just like the 24
I got drinks and weed if you want too
Got my medice I'm gonn' be good boo
Had adrenaline now I be cool too
That's what I do
She said
Tap it in I'ma get it
Tryna get into good shit go to heaven
She wanted me to run the world but I'm lazy
And kinda crazy that shit ain't worthy
I gotta play it
And then replay it for your friends
Cause they ain't getting
What we be doing doing good
Check the the blessings
We gonn' be guessing
What we doing in the next scene
She tried to text me lord
They try to test me
So good at math with them numbers I go crazy
Why you so sad
You be mad that she plays me
I gotta play
I gotta get it
For the soul this
She wants some soul food
I got weeds and drinks if you want too
Got my medice I'm gonn' be good boo
Had adrenaline now I be cool too
That's what I do
Get it
Get it
I make her go crazy
Pop a nigga like confetti
Bill gates windows goes heavy
Always looking at my 12's
Since a kid fuck 12
Momma done thought me well
Throw my money in a well
So the pain goes
Never was into hoes
Treat me like play dough
No no I don't want those
What you been saying hoe
I just don't give a fuck
I get my game through
Just like the 24
Credits
Writer(s): Jrd Obeah
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.