ON MY SOUL
On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Pushing p, for the low
On my nephew who looking below
On my label you know that my bros
On my Naybors you know that my owes
Shorty bad yea she know she a freak
I be counting while spending my breesh
Made it back by the end of the week
Out in Queens yea I need a Kelis
I'm from the Veer I was raised in the East
We got knocks like he ordered a feast
Biggie, Pac I'm an author-emcee
I got ties I'm in corporate (I'm dipping I'm dipping I'm dipping)
I'm dipping my whole life
I been fixing I'm getting my soul right
Not my mans he get cropped he get no likes
I got crystals I shine lepidolite
Lit like a strobe light
Bae I got no type
If it's up then it's stuck I got no heights
Call up brody he mix it I pour light
And it's still middle finger the police
Got that S on my chest huh
Grey in my hair I be stressed huh (grey in my hair I be stressed)
TDE bitch I'm blessed huh
I put that apple to test huh (I put that apple to test)
Fruits of my labor no rest yup (fruits of my labor no rest)
Khaled I feel like the best yuh (Khaled I feel like the best)
Habits I'm doing them less uhuh (habits)
All my gadgets it come with a vest uhuh (gadgets)
I hustle the first to the last
I been down on my ass ain't no going it back
TSA tripping she holding my sack
Gave her my heart now she throwing it back
Unconditional love yea she know where it's at
Wait, we was broke with a o in the trap
Now we get racks like we playing for tennis
Shout out my niecey they gave her a sentence
Shout out the niggas who played
Shout out the niggas who stayed, facts
I know a shorty that's working the blade
I know a homie on minimum wage
I know my lil one getting close to that age
I talk to my demons I'm burning that sage
Wait, disengage
She give face, I engage (huh)
On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Yea, on my soul
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
(Yo)
On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Yea, on my soul
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
Yea
(On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
On my soul (on my soul)
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
Yea, on my soul)
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Pushing p, for the low
On my nephew who looking below
On my label you know that my bros
On my Naybors you know that my owes
Shorty bad yea she know she a freak
I be counting while spending my breesh
Made it back by the end of the week
Out in Queens yea I need a Kelis
I'm from the Veer I was raised in the East
We got knocks like he ordered a feast
Biggie, Pac I'm an author-emcee
I got ties I'm in corporate (I'm dipping I'm dipping I'm dipping)
I'm dipping my whole life
I been fixing I'm getting my soul right
Not my mans he get cropped he get no likes
I got crystals I shine lepidolite
Lit like a strobe light
Bae I got no type
If it's up then it's stuck I got no heights
Call up brody he mix it I pour light
And it's still middle finger the police
Got that S on my chest huh
Grey in my hair I be stressed huh (grey in my hair I be stressed)
TDE bitch I'm blessed huh
I put that apple to test huh (I put that apple to test)
Fruits of my labor no rest yup (fruits of my labor no rest)
Khaled I feel like the best yuh (Khaled I feel like the best)
Habits I'm doing them less uhuh (habits)
All my gadgets it come with a vest uhuh (gadgets)
I hustle the first to the last
I been down on my ass ain't no going it back
TSA tripping she holding my sack
Gave her my heart now she throwing it back
Unconditional love yea she know where it's at
Wait, we was broke with a o in the trap
Now we get racks like we playing for tennis
Shout out my niecey they gave her a sentence
Shout out the niggas who played
Shout out the niggas who stayed, facts
I know a shorty that's working the blade
I know a homie on minimum wage
I know my lil one getting close to that age
I talk to my demons I'm burning that sage
Wait, disengage
She give face, I engage (huh)
On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Yea, on my soul
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
(Yo)
On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
Yea, on my soul
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
Yea
(On my mama I never done fold
On my brother I never done told
On the block yea I had it for sold
On my soul (on my soul)
For them niggas who turn out they faux
Oh you play with my heart girl you hoe
Bitch I play with the cards that I chose
Yea, on my soul)
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