​soul

[Intro]
I got like three hours, 'bout to catch my next flight
Stupid ho get left if she ain't tryna act right
Its crazy when you blow up, then a nigga try to act nice
Its crazy when you blow up, then a nigga try to act twice
Always knew I wasn't gon' be broke
In the back of the Lamb' truck, big bro popping Percs, might just overdose
Lil' nigga never lived that, never spinned back for the bros
When a nigga kill yo dog that shit hit real deep in yo' soul
I keep doing all these drugs, my big bro just got laced
And I'm sliming out the plug and I'm still juggin' out Chase
Maybe that's just how it was, maybe that just how I live
Got lil' Greg in the Benz, he might fuck around and crash the wheel
Pop another nigga likе a pill, ROP, we shoot like Bradley Bеal
Put my whole life behind this gun, when I slide I don't feel no thrill
Yeah, this gang shit, it get real, yeah, this gang shit, it get active
My lil' brother just died, so I'm spinning for all his ashes

[Verse 1]
Goin' 130, I might crash it, bitch, I rap, nigga, that's my passion
I will never fall out with my bros, i will never fall out with my family
I don't even want these lil' hoes, lil' broke bitch tryna live lavish
Lil' bitch, I won't sell my soul and I put that on pappy
I with the mob, I'm with the gang
Lil' pussy pussy bitch tryna run up on the plug, we snatching his brain
Lil' bitch ass boy can catch, like, one these slugs, lil' bitch, I ain't playin'
And I'm not playin' with these niggas, no, tryna get a chain for my lil' bro
Man, I came a long way from serving coke, bitch, I have a yard day with the pole

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I count the bread and run it up
I can scam a white lil' ho if she dumb enough
Try run up on my gang we gon' hit ya', give you tummy tuck
I might fuck around and be the president, I'm rich as fuck
I don't give no fuck