Soul Survivor

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Long live the guys man
Free the real you already know
(Yo take the auto tune off bro)

Shit so I guess um guess
We just gonna take this from the top
*clears throat*
Im back

Hmm, Oh you ready for real? (Aye)
I'm really puttin my all in this shit
On the calm I ain't ready to chill
(I ain't ready to chill)
I really put like 4 grams in a wood
The smoke too heavy to feel (Smoke)
I really can't put my trust in a thot
I don't need you to tell me it's real
'Stu with the bros we competitive still
(Pause)
I can speed this shit up
When I'm slowing it down
I'm ahead of em still
Pull up right there, and
Just park up the wheel (Scurr)

I got some scars that ain't never 'gon heal
Getting stabbed in the back
Wasn't part of the deal
I had some hoes that I used to talk to
For the fuck of it
Knowing we never gon chill (Echoed)
Been through the rain, and
I found a umbrella
To hide from the weather and level the chills
(Had to level the chills)
Laying in hospital beds from them shots
It was hot grandma told me the devil was real
(The devil was real), and

She told me it start at the heel
Breaking shit easy it's harder to build
(Harder to build)
Playing ya hand always start at the deal
(Always start at the)
I use go up on coke with the bros (The bros)
We really played dem apartments for real 'aye
We was tryna get real 'pape (Pape)
Played the block like field day (Day)
Fuck what Uncle Phil say (Fuck em), and
That money my real bae (bank)
I just hopped out the bed to a play
Man it feel like a pill day
I'ma go get it I don't need a loan
(I don't need a loan)
I had to Learn how to float with a phone
(How to float with a phone)
Play with them rockets like Moses Malone
(Like Moses Malone)
30 on me go berserk wit the chrome (Bah)
North Philly nigga my hat is my home
(North philly nigga)
Big hollows hit the back of 'ya dome
(Back of ya dome)
Big wide load of the pack that I'm blowing
(Pack that I'm blowing)
Still push packs in the snow 'til it's gone (Scurr)
Still drive fast push the trans 'til it's blown (Scurr)
Fiend hit the work do a dance then they gone Where?
I think that he in the air,
Was blind now I'm seeing it clear
Hop in the wheel turn the key and I'm there
Stood on all ten when I needed a chair
Where was you at when I needed you there?
(You wasn't there)
Damn

I got some scars that ain't never 'gon heal
Getting stabbed in the back
Wasn't part of the deal
I had some hoes that I used to talk to
For the fuck of it
Knowing we never gon chill
Been through the rain, and
I found a umbrella
To hide from the weather and level the chills (Smoke)
Laying in hospital beds from them shots
It was hot (Smoke)
Grandma told me the devil was real (Smoke)

I'm ready '
'Aye 'aye it's heavy
'Aye I'm ready '
'Aye you ready?
'Aye get Fetti
'Aye it's heavy

(Smoke)
Ha uh keep up



Credits
Writer(s): Brent Lawson, Justin Gaskins
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