Heart And Soul
See I'ma just grind for all them days
I was broke and use to imagine rich
Me and 'cuzzo was just praying that the plug front the work
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone, and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going
Use to wish upon a star
Cause where I'm from won't make it far
(Got tired of wishing)
Shit so grimy in my city
They killed Lil right in his car (Bah)
'LiL bro seen it on a gram
Shit he ain't even get the call
(He had to see that shit)
Why they kill my nigga young?
Shit he ain't even get to ball
(Why they kill my nigga?)
Use to be you wake up Christmas
To a scooter and a ball (My nigga)
Now you watching for them tinted's
Cause its shooters in them cars
Plan your life before you born
It's either graveyard or them bars (That's facts)
Plus niggas shooting shit like Pippin
At them playgrounds and them bars (Them bars)
Now I see why auntie use to tell us
Not to leave the block (The block)
Gotta watch out for these snakes
Plus these bitches and these cops
Everybody out for something
Fool your self and think they not (Echoed)
Then soon as they see you winning
When they try and get the drop (They watch)
I been shot
I been robbed
I been smacked with a pistol (Damn)
Because anything you do in life
It's coming back to get you (It get you)
Took my losses as a lesson
I can't stress the shit I'm into (Like fuck it)
Look a hater in his eyes, and
All I see is lost potential (That's all I see)
Won't fall victim to the lies
Rolling spliffs up with the guys (The guys)
Use to split our last dollars
On McDonald's apple pies (Them pies), and
I know my 'broski rocking
I don't gotta tell 'em why (I know it)
Get this bread our only option
Need a 'mil before we die
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone, and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
(Feel that shit in the air)
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone
(Trying to get that bag), and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going (Keep up)
Damn, 'yall told me to slow it down right?
See I ain't think y'all be able to handle that shit
'Aye 'aye woah sheesh 'aye
I was broke and use to imagine rich
Me and 'cuzzo was just praying that the plug front the work
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone, and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going
Use to wish upon a star
Cause where I'm from won't make it far
(Got tired of wishing)
Shit so grimy in my city
They killed Lil right in his car (Bah)
'LiL bro seen it on a gram
Shit he ain't even get the call
(He had to see that shit)
Why they kill my nigga young?
Shit he ain't even get to ball
(Why they kill my nigga?)
Use to be you wake up Christmas
To a scooter and a ball (My nigga)
Now you watching for them tinted's
Cause its shooters in them cars
Plan your life before you born
It's either graveyard or them bars (That's facts)
Plus niggas shooting shit like Pippin
At them playgrounds and them bars (Them bars)
Now I see why auntie use to tell us
Not to leave the block (The block)
Gotta watch out for these snakes
Plus these bitches and these cops
Everybody out for something
Fool your self and think they not (Echoed)
Then soon as they see you winning
When they try and get the drop (They watch)
I been shot
I been robbed
I been smacked with a pistol (Damn)
Because anything you do in life
It's coming back to get you (It get you)
Took my losses as a lesson
I can't stress the shit I'm into (Like fuck it)
Look a hater in his eyes, and
All I see is lost potential (That's all I see)
Won't fall victim to the lies
Rolling spliffs up with the guys (The guys)
Use to split our last dollars
On McDonald's apple pies (Them pies), and
I know my 'broski rocking
I don't gotta tell 'em why (I know it)
Get this bread our only option
Need a 'mil before we die
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone, and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going
Pray that god take my soul young as shit, but
I feel old
Every time a storm coming
I can feel it in my bones
(Feel that shit in the air)
I can feel the bands coming
Put my trust into my phone
(Trying to get that bag), and
My daughter need a father
Cross my heart cause I ain't going (Keep up)
Damn, 'yall told me to slow it down right?
See I ain't think y'all be able to handle that shit
'Aye 'aye woah sheesh 'aye
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Writer(s): Brent Lawson, Justin Gaskins
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