My Soul

[Verse 1]
Why do warm-hearted souls always get stuck in the cold
Bad luck was gettin' old
Way before I linked with Benji I been in touch with the soul
Mind holds nuggets of gold
You can't fuck with me, bro
Buckets galore in a row
Your defense piss poor
Opposition lookin' like a shit show, that shit shows
Mind playin' tricks on you but your heart knows the truth
Stop searching and you'll notice too, let it come to you
It's been mad long, I'm tired of making sad songs
I was way too attached, I should've never let it drag on
Although my light is bright enough to squint
Shit was hard, it got dark, it was hard to look within
It was like a tint
These lyrics print like coins at the mint (Yo)
I need coins, a struggling artist is not my intent (Nah)
I need a patent for all I invent
I held ground laid down the foundation, made it concrеte, we was mixing cemеnt
Turn dirt into gold, triumph from my trials told, yo
Triumph from my trials, uh, yo (Triumph from my trials)

[Refrain]
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Ha)
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Uh)
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Yo)
I told my soul but I, yo, huh
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Never)
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Nah)
I told my soul but I never sold my soul (Uh)
I told my soul but I never, yo