On My Soul (Explicit)
$tupid Young"On My Soul (Explicit)" é uma música de $tupid Young, 2019, Pop. A música tem 2:05 de duração, 53 lines / 454 words.
Letra
0:05Who made the beat?
0:08Apollo, ho
0:09Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil
0:12Yeah, I just speak on how I feel
0:14Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill
0:17I don't sip lean, don't pop pills
0:19I'm a P, that's a fact, in her ear like some wax
0:21I'ma run up them racks, bust it down with my staff
0:24Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf
0:26You ain't really getting money,
0:27Need to pick a different path
0:28Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf
0:31All this ice on my neck, walk past, catch a draft
0:33Split shit in half, I'm a selfish lil' bastard
0:36Zip of that Gelato make me think a lil' faster
0:38Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat, can't catch 'em
0:41Said it loud and clear but I ain't think he got the message
0:43So I had to reach behind my back like I was stretching
0:46I'm plugged in with the Mexicans, Obama still my president
0:48Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it, tryna put an end to it
0:51It really ain't no sense in it, I'm ready for every incident
0:53Need the top spot, I'm in for it
0:56I'm on point like infrared
0:57I hear a beat and I kill it dead
0:58You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
1:00Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
1:02You know that I live everything I talk about
1:05Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
1:07And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
1:11That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
1:14Nigga, that's on my soul
1:16Yeah, that's on my soul
1:17Ayy
1:18**** a nigga mean Glizzy with the beam
1:20Dirty bundles in the stash spots, whip is clean
1:23An artist wasn't the plan but now I'm chasing dreams
1:25Hope this pistol don't jam, that nigga gon' scream
1:28Mama called me up, she said she need a thou-wow
1:30I said, "I got you," this money in my account now
1:32Comin' up, all these suckers wishing I'd fall down
1:35These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram, call 'em Bow Wow
1:37Glock 23'll do the job
1:40Put it in his chest and send him on his way to God
1:42Everything a hundred, nigga, I can't **** with frauds
1:44Young street Asian nigga, I done beat the odds
1:47You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
1:49Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
1:51You know that I live everything I talk about
1:54Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
1:56And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
1:59That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
2:03Nigga, that's on my soul
2:05Yeah, that's on my soul
Who made the beat? Apollo, ho Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil Yeah, I just speak on how I feel Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill I don't sip lean, don't pop pills I'm a P, that's a fact, in her ear like some wax I'ma run up them racks, bust it down with my staff Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf You ain't really getting money, Need to pick a different path Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf All this ice on my neck, walk past, catch a draft Split shit in half, I'm a selfish lil' bastard Zip of that Gelato make me think a lil' faster Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat, can't catch 'em Said it loud and clear but I ain't think he got the message So I had to reach behind my back like I was stretching I'm plugged in with the Mexicans, Obama still my president Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it, tryna put an end to it It really ain't no sense in it, I'm ready for every incident Need the top spot, I'm in for it I'm on point like infrared I hear a beat and I kill it dead You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout You know that I live everything I talk about Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul Nigga, that's on my soul Yeah, that's on my soul Ayy **** a nigga mean Glizzy with the beam Dirty bundles in the stash spots, whip is clean An artist wasn't the plan but now I'm chasing dreams Hope this pistol don't jam, that nigga gon' scream Mama called me up, she said she need a thou-wow I said, "I got you," this money in my account now Comin' up, all these suckers wishing I'd fall down These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram, call 'em Bow Wow Glock 23'll do the job Put it in his chest and send him on his way to God Everything a hundred, nigga, I can't **** with frauds Young street Asian nigga, I done beat the odds You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout You know that I live everything I talk about Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul Nigga, that's on my soul Yeah, that's on my soul
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