Lyrics:
the D's run in
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that C-B-R Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin'
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that C-B-R Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine
I
want yo diamond rings
Not impressed by yo chains
For the love not the fame
Made a vow to the game
I would never sell my soul for a motherfuckin thang
Tryna-tr-trying to get that soul back
My soul is a slick opportunist used in lyrics
Here's a meal for your thoughts
Food filled with spirit
Never been affected by
the deal
Then why you sweating me for real
But you and I had something special
With our matching scars
Kissed my lips and started something
That you
I Pray To God To Please Protect My Soul
If You Keep It Real Wimme, For You I'd Do cnything
Long Live My Momma, You're In My Heart, I Remember
If You can feel it i can feel it yeah I got you for real
I can't feel it you can't feel it tell me how it's it real
If you my bro no matter what
just to show um what the truth is
Chorus
All I wanna do is pay Mama Nell’s bills
I can do the rest, I’m just talking on the real
I’d love to pay for
makin bucks so umm hip-hip-hooray and then some
Cos I'm a powsy wowsy ace boom coon
So shout "wa-bap-a-loo-ba-bawa-bam-boom!"
Drayx up for sure dang,
real
Soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
Let's go
From what I hear Kanye is
Killing the game very bad
My girl rocking
you, um...
Yeah, nah for real, we gon get it
Yuh,
Ight so boom check this out right
I don't really know how to get my mind right
As of late, family
Krueger imp'n on shoulders putting the lights out
Open eyes up no you can't sleep tonight y'all
They stealing dreams and will have your souls by
much fast money I couldn’t tell I’m by myself
And my soul they try to steal
Imma ride or die for the mill
So tired of a motherfucker I’m too real
out
We dress niggas real good for that fuckin' casket
We bought M ones, two hundred and eleven car jacket, my niggas dealing
Real demons takin' souls
your soul
That ain't for sell that
Don't bargain with the devil
We ain't really here
We in hell
Did you hear what I just said
Now take heed and get
sure to fall
Who cares what they do
Because it's yours for the taking
So it's not for you anyway
Make your own rules to live by
Come on and do
Yeah you dumb think you better than me
Reached for the wrong cream in between her knees
Blinded by are wants forget we need
I offer you peace you
Had to put the money on hold
Had to put the fame on hold
Had to put the ice on hold
Had to save my soul
Had to save my soul
Had to put the money
hand the niggas that rode
Niggas ain't real they never had a code
Yeah Yeah
Live by design is not the way I chose
I know the devil coming for my soul
right now
So right now we gotta get on the first song
First up we got is Struggle Is Real
By my homie, Lil Soul Flame
Produced by Elhi
Mixed by DB Pooh
So
things get better for you
'Cause I'ma make things get better for me
And keep it Doggystyle, hottest thing out the LB
The L-L-G wit D-P-G by the sea
We
Perhaps my soul was attached to codes and these oaths that were matched
By feeling cause that's like true healing to the spirit
And rather you adhere
no you can't win
Get out
I got washed for my sins
Too many time, man I want my own way
But my soul defeat it 'cuz I heard her speakin'
But I really eat
missing is my face
You got me burnin', yearnin', turnin' in my sleep
Cause soul music be who I be
Now this is for the real soul cat, leaders of the pack
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