Soul

Tryna hear that soul, haha
Queen
I take ‘em, I make ‘em
I make ‘em, I wake ‘em
I take ‘em, I make ‘em
I make ‘em, I wake ‘em
I take ‘em, I make ‘em
I make ‘em, I wake ‘em

I’m not in my feelings, i’m in, i’m in my soul
Where is your spirit, where is your, where is your soul?
I notice you’re missing, notice you’re drifting
Where is your soul?
I’m not in my feelings, i’m in my, i’m in my soul

If he don’t hate me he probably nevеr loved a bitch
I be on some othеr shit
And I need my space, don’t be hoverin’
And i’m not your average, i’m another
A mother and a motherfucker
I let ‘em talk but they can’t touch us
I told you I don’t wanna cuddle
Eat my pussy, see a puddle
I’m not into the rebuttal
Niggas kinda like bustin’ shuttles
I’m a genius in a bubble
Pop a nigga, don’t want trouble
Watch him take a couple shots like a double

I’m not in my feelings, i’m in my, i’m in my soul
Where is your spirit, where is your, where is your soul?

For the last time, niggas gon’ fold on their last line
I resemble gold and he have mine
I’ma take you home at a bad time
See if you could roll with a mad mind
I’m a real queen, realest bitch you know like i’m half beast
Niggas be hoes, i’m a whole feast
Ion fuck with foes or the police
I’ma take it all if it’s on key
(i’m in my soul)