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​ayerp - ​soul lyrics

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[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 n+gga try to act nice
its crazy when you blow up, then a n+gga 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’ n+gga never lived that, never spinned back for the bros
when a n+gga k!ll yo dog that sh+t 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 f+ck around and crash the wheel
pop another n+gga 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 sh+t, it get real, yeah, this gang sh+t, it get active
my lil’ brother just died, so i’m spinning for all his ashes

[verse 1]
goin’ 130, i might crash it, b+tch, i rap, n+gga, 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 b+tch tryna live lavish
lil’ b+tch, i won’t sell my soul and i put that on pappy
i with the mob, i’m with the gang
lil’ p+ssy p+ssy b+tch tryna run up on the plug, we sn+tching his brain
lil’ b+tch ass boy can catch, like, one these slugs, lil’ b+tch, i ain’t playin’
and i’m not playin’ with these n+ggas, no, tryna get a chain for my lil’ bro
man, i came a long way from serving coke, b+tch, i have a yard day with the pole
[verse 2]
b+tch, 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 f+ck around and be the president, i’m rich as f+ck
i don’t give no f+ck



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