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malz monday - save your soul lyrics

hook:
we play the block ‏no raise i stop we dont
obey no cop than make our guap the scared to
raise the clock and spray our opps and make sh-t hot
we just tryin’ erase the clout
we want the
bread the dough, designer clothes, we wanna’
pack them bags and fly them hoes, we wanna’
brand new benz and ride the roads the eye cinco
but none of them will save your soul

[verse 1]:
grandma told me everything that glitter ain’t gold
the most valuable thing that you own is your soul
when you got real drip n-gg-, it don’t come from your clothes
even back when i was broke i was still pullin’ em hoes
but see i ain’t no role model i just wanna’ roll in models
like any other rapper i’m just tryna’ smash a diva
don’t look up to these n-gg-s and don’t look up to me either
just ’cause you got followers down won’t make you a leader
b-tch i’m tryna’ ball i ain’t waitin’ for no pension
i just want that water around my neck until i’m drenched
pull up in them horses like its red dead redemption
four eighty eight ‘rari red for attention
they say my vision ain’t realistic, rather see me in a system
they say i’m just a statistic
but you should mind your business (real talk)
‘cause it’s my time to get it

[verse 2]:
i’m off to meet her now, labels want meet up now
i ain’t got time for b-tchs and bushes, the beat around
i used to trap on the corners servin’ em fiends in town
i ain’t rich yet but all my money is legal now
if you owe me anything no worry you keep it now
n-gg-s turn they back and turned around, i don’t need them now
word around town i’m finna blow, ain’t no secret now
i’ve been drinkin’ more water, i mean vegan now
i really see it now
yeah i got my eyes on the plan
i got a vision i can see it through my pineal gland
imma’ make all of these millions and divide with the fam’
my daddy allways told me “boy, you don’t relay on no man”
prolly the same reason why i ain’t relayin’ on em
when i need help i’m only lookin’ up to god for a hand
i’m from a place where they so broke n-gg-s are die for them benz
with contraband up in their hand tryna’ conquer the land

hook:
we play the block ‏no raise i stop we dont
obey no cup than make our guap the scared to
raise the clock and spray our opps and make sh-t hot
we just tryin’ erase the clout
we want the
bread the dough, designer clothes, we wanna’
pack them bags and fly them hoes, we wanna’
brand new benz and ride the roads the eye cinco
but none of them will save your soul

- malz monday lyrics

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