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t.big casrey – lost soul one lyrics

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[chorus]
to a lost soul one, we roll it up
they never liked our position when we roll it up
couple haters on me, i k!ll this sh-t
i made my way up, up, up, up,up,up,up,up,up in this sh-t
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
let’s go

[verse 1]

y’all haters on the frontline i be waiting till its lunch time
then it’s crunch time everybody pause when i spit a rhyme
ain’t no gift of gab but i got the swag when i need it
y’all can’t debate it i’m getting too famous
yeah put me on top of the a-list yeah
i’m singing that sh-t i’m frankenstein
these little boys didn’t no i could rhyme
i’m spitting that sh-t from the top of the flow
is this the way it gotta go
i’m on my roll two dollars ain’t enough for a payroll
that’s why i’m bout my cash flow
yall can hate me now but i’m going so fast right now
chill with me for a while
we going crazy senile
picking phones up on dile
you wack rappers didn’t like my style
so i had to chill it out for ya
i’m wilding everybody see me on the street i’m styling
money running up that money is pilling
i’m just wishing to touch a hundred thousand i’m wilding
and all my homies got houses by the thousands we riding
and i never really could deny that sh-t we fly with it
you hating on me where’s my stylist
i’m chilling up cool in the island maybe sit in staten island
maybe she wilding if she wanna know my number for the second time
thinking in my mind don’t call my line
we ready tonight just get that party started
my music off the charts its charting
y’all rappers wish y’all was important
i’m paying my mortgage we whipping and k!lling for certain
somebody come close the curtain
i’m shooting these bullets like free throws
23 on my jeans michael jordan swag
you can’t take nothing away from me
this is what it be y’all thought it was too easy
i’m making the money better believe me
my gang is on top and beside of me
you rappers that’s here cannot battle me
i leave you dead in the tragedy
now everybody sing with the melody

[chorus]
to a lost soul one, we roll it up
they never liked our position when we roll it up
couple haters on me, i k!ll this sh-t
i made my way up, up, up, up,up,up,up,up,up in this sh-t
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
gotta make it gotta have it
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
and this is what i’m gon do forever oh
let’s go



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