Soul Musik

Je travaille depuis hier
Les millions on va les faire
L'été à l'hiver
Billet violet, billet vert

They thought that I would flop
Forgot that I won't stop
On my way to the top
No, I won't drop

They tryna steal my plot
Won't let them I cannot
They said I could never do this

I showed them how to turn soul into music
Soul into music
Music
Into music

When we winning they loose it
Rollie look like a Rubik
All I said I proved it
Tag who's the best, who's it?

I'm it, I'm it
On va allez
À LA

(Aywa)

Richest in the game fuck la fame
They recruits I'm the highest rank, yeah
Rank yeah, oh

I don't do this for likes
I ain't faking my streams
I do this cuz it's inside my genes
I'm achieving all my dreams

Following my destiny
I do this cuz I got the Steez
I'm the master they on a leash
I'm free, past 33 degrees

My enemies they hate themselves
It was never me, oh

Middle finger to my enemies
I swear to God they envy me
I swear I sense their jealousy
I swear they want my NRJ

Oh, why why why
It feels I'm close yet so far
I'm battling a war war war
To be the best in this mothafuckin world, yeah

My eyes, shine too bright
So I wear shades
One life, there's no revive
I'm the sun they the shade

I'm the fucking high light in this bitch (Yeah)
They flies I'm the shit (God damn)
I started from a bottomless pit (Yeah)
Having a shift is shit (Jhee)

I'm not stressing
They want war
Pull up in a tank (Yeah)

Tell PETA I'm sorry I bought this mink (Oh)
IDGAF of what you think (Bitch)

Remember being broke
Washing money in banks

Use to map the floors
Now too dripped I sank (Like a sink)
Yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Kha
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