Soul Food
I stopped feedin motherfuckers
Food from the soul
Cause I know
They only want a plate for the road
Yeah I'm strong
But nowhere near unbreakable
You won't find nobody like me
I'm irreplaceable
I got real nigga in my genes
Real nigga, real nigga, still blow trees
In the drought
Noticed fake niggas judge facts
Off of word of mouth
Better duck back
They got ski mask and burners in the house
Couple of em on my team
Got a couple ex-girls still love me
Sayin bop, bop, bop
How I fuck on beat
Sendin shots, shots, shots
Out the gun and the bottle
I relate to bullets
Inside we both hollow
Claimin in a role model
I pray for the children of tomorrow
Heart filled with sorrow
Cause I know my time is borrowed
Fuck the world that's my motto
Shit dead like finado
Bitches tryna say that I'm a demon
Don't blame me
Blame it on my daddy's semen
Mama's worst fear is that I end up like Cedric
Where do niggas go who die and don't believe in heaven
I got real nigga in my genes
Real nigga
Real nigga, still blow trees
In the drought
Noticed fake niggas judge facts
Off of word of mouth
Better duck back
They got ski mask and burners in the house
Couple of em on my team
Got a couple ex-girls still love me
Sayin bop, bop, bop
How I fuck on beat
Sendin shots, shots, shots
Out the gun and the bottle
I relate to bullets
Inside we both hollow
Food from the soul
Cause I know
They only want a plate for the road
Yeah I'm strong
But nowhere near unbreakable
You won't find nobody like me
I'm irreplaceable
I got real nigga in my genes
Real nigga, real nigga, still blow trees
In the drought
Noticed fake niggas judge facts
Off of word of mouth
Better duck back
They got ski mask and burners in the house
Couple of em on my team
Got a couple ex-girls still love me
Sayin bop, bop, bop
How I fuck on beat
Sendin shots, shots, shots
Out the gun and the bottle
I relate to bullets
Inside we both hollow
Claimin in a role model
I pray for the children of tomorrow
Heart filled with sorrow
Cause I know my time is borrowed
Fuck the world that's my motto
Shit dead like finado
Bitches tryna say that I'm a demon
Don't blame me
Blame it on my daddy's semen
Mama's worst fear is that I end up like Cedric
Where do niggas go who die and don't believe in heaven
I got real nigga in my genes
Real nigga
Real nigga, still blow trees
In the drought
Noticed fake niggas judge facts
Off of word of mouth
Better duck back
They got ski mask and burners in the house
Couple of em on my team
Got a couple ex-girls still love me
Sayin bop, bop, bop
How I fuck on beat
Sendin shots, shots, shots
Out the gun and the bottle
I relate to bullets
Inside we both hollow
Credits
Writer(s): Octavious Piercy-maze
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