Soul Player

Some say a player is just a pimp in disguise
Some bitches be Medusa just dont look in there eyes
I can take round the V show you a beautiful time
These niggas riding waves I got bitches on mines
And you know if its bout the money you know we involved
Fuck a bus load I need a catalog
These bitches see the story try and tag along
Its dippin on my shit but my hat is on
You dont need a baggage, just a carryon
I like a cutie that can run a whole marathon
Designer on my shit I just threw it on
I had take risk for the big bank
Baby nodding off thats a mistake
She aint been this high in a minute
Komodo in Miami thats a big plate
You aint make it past the line of scrimmage
I know you hate for my image
Remain that nigga and im still is
Plan with the team in building
Vallejo California Im the illest

For a life like this they wanna trade place
Pockets full of the blue faces
Lay low with my lil lady
Ride around 6 and 780
Grinding hard for the one that made me
Momma cry cause she couldnt save me
Back then they was to break me
Back then they was trying play me

And we gone ball for the hell of it
Imma get the mic imma elevate
I done made it here imma celebrate
I just knock a bitch she was celibate
Man I gotta move with intelligence
Im young and im black and im elegant
See you round town tryna down you
I was looking all around and I found you

For a life like this they wanna trade place
Pockets full of the blue faces
Lay low with my lil lady
Ride around 6 and 780
Grinding hard for the one that made me
Momma cry cause she couldnt save me
Back then they was to break me
Back then they was trying play me



Credits
Writer(s): Ugonna Duru
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