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be Soul you the dude I require
I be like I feel it too slick liar
Hold up listen
But what can I say
I went from the bench
To be starting I fade
Splash

of wine
Yo songs is weak brother, ain't no comp
I be teachin' and killin' the competition, Columbine
She said "Flap you better kill this pussy"
I said K

never lost
Once blind, but now I see more than I ever saw
Check the cross, is he someone you can hang with?
Realized that my views were so tainted
You

It was broad day
I am talking back in my Toyota days
When my nigga hit me up
Said, "Can you pick me up and please come right away"
I am my

is up
So you can’t body yet fresh out the pizza hut
In places where the cheese is stuffed cause really I don’t see enough
I’m from the southern land

They gave me the cold shoulder, make them feel this heat
They won't say it in my face, but talk behind my back
My brother say he want his head? Nigga

Real flame with my flow, bitch I feel like I'm Meek
And you know I stay with shooters, my Herro's got heat
On some hall of fame shit, bitch I'm feeling

Now we can talk some shit
Two 16 Cp, diggin' the scene where the gays'll be
Face a king
He may think it's Maybelline when I bat my almond eyes
If I

still run police city you can go and ask savage
My bitch already thick she dont need ass she investing in assets
Walked in a store with a bankroll so blue

cash everyday, hoe you get it by the week
Don't got time to rest, bitch I always gotta eat
Fuck my competition, they can't knock me off my feet
Ridin' in

know I ain't playing
Brother a pull up where you staying
Got my eye on a deal you know I want
I got my eye on a deal you know
I want it confident in my

And this song is something like a seance 
Meaning the opposite of a lullaby
Calling on our spirits to rise like heat 
Like higher vibrations
No more

stupid heat
And every time that I pull up on her she make a move on me
And that’s just how she is
Why you think I’d trust her if she slid in my dms
Do

So call me a fucking asshole, I've had hoes
The minute I think I can't cope, my cash grows
I'm dealing u through the back door under shadows
This rap

a brother put down on the street
If we go by that book Suul had beef with police
Niggas swingin they bringin the heat
We heard freeze so now Suul on his feet

cool
I am feeling the heat
Pick up my pen
And I write to the beat
How I fight fear
Devil bothering me
Relationship wit nigga is complicated
I wonder if

at a cop

I ain't them, I don't water it down
If you're looking for the real, they can't be found

There's barely any left
The rest can go to hell
They don't

I popped his nose
How you claim you real, you out here beefin' by some boppin' hoes
When it's time to drill, get in that field, ready, lock and load

some deny it
It's time to speak up, they stay quiet
You can ́t stand by it and expect that I would be your friend
It's time to bring this to an end

So

the doctor
If you my brother, don't even trip, you know I got you

I done sent so many shells that shit could fill a box up
No I ain't boxing
I done got top

they divide us by ethnicity, I'm what's left of the real brothers in the street
Middle fingers up to the haters, you don't rap so you don't get this beat

with a stitch
Can't trust a hoe, cuz I know she a dip
If I get in the hole you a ditch
Shit, my last hoe was a flip
Saved her name in my phone under zip

please pay attention, put the heat on repeat, this is where we leave it, believe what you wanna
honor on the mound, pitcher in the vision, there's not

in the heat of the sun
Like a bluesy guitar run
Lucia; Miah; Ella; Paris
We sow these seeds in your heart so you can flourish
Righteousness held fast