Soul

Besides my mama all I got in this life nothing was given
Had to get my ass out there and get it can't do no sitting
Greg Maddox on the mound with an ounce I did some pitching
Everytime i don't like the position I make a difference
I ain't trying to be like none of you niggas that there is different
This pen won't even work in your hands gotta be gifted
Ya presence ain't a part of my plan a hammer fix it
I just choose to tape measure you fools and keep my distance
My kind will be stitched in the fabric of all existence
Walk past me not knowing what you've witnessed
May not be the name most tagged in the mentions
Even if it's slow trust they all pay attention
I'm one of a kind only mind can write this structure of line
And I don't try to be the star theres no obstruction to shine
I just get up in the booth give what's plucked from my mind
Repeat the process thousands of times ain't reach my prime
I'm just getting started I just landed here moon was target
And all my old hoes regret lethargic
When I'm walking in my purpose ain't no taking what's his
That's why every bar stick to ya ribs

And you feel it in ya soul nigga
That's why you feel it ya soul
That's why you feel it in ya soul nigga
That's why you feel it ya soul



Credits
Writer(s): Devon Tyler
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