Soul So Blank

Flip pack everyday
I don't even want the bag
Kick back no way
Boy I'm coming for the plaque
Lay flat no change
You ain't never had a chance
No cap you stray
Better get up off the mat

Fuck are you?
Fuck it aye
I'm gon creep in like the babadook
In yo dreams
I ain't really wanna come at you
It's your fate
Boy I'm finna fuckin stomp on you
Like a Beast like I'm Zeke aye

Bout to slap you out yo polo
You follow you fucking follow
No problem you at the bottom
That collar don't make you nada
Colada with all your problems
Don't solve em just watch you fall in
The coffin I fill with toxin
Abolishing all yo conscious aye uh

You ain't got no shine
You ain't go no face
You ain't got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain't got no style?
Give a fuck what you think
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain

Right off yo motherfuckin neck and make a profit
Just to toss it out the whip to feed these motherfuckers yappin
Bout that guala don't know nada why you fall in love with cappin
Yeah your posse full of killas? I don't see nobody flocking
I got, 99 with a lil shotty take yo life
Feel like, Saitama with the fist don't like to fight
Cause I'm, too quiet it be too easy for Saliva
Don't, test my kind or my whole kin come for your line

I got bitches on bitches and I got digits on digits
But it don't matter you get it? I really live it and kill it
I breathe the fire at your village like Reign of Fire I'm ancient
Come back to life in a blink and rip out yo eyes I'm entering final form

You ain't got no shine
You ain't go no face
You ain't got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain't got no style?
Give a fuck what you think
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Brent Moran
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