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SOUL
by .Icky
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Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Life goes on, wishing for tomorrow
Set a fire, in my heart
Take my soul, run away, I'll follow
Cold in this room
Fight to the death
Till I'm stuck in a tomb
Still being fake still in a costume
Wait till I break, then you in a monsoon
Quite like night when I shine y'all go "ooh"
"Icky still flexing?" cause that's what I do
Don't got a weapon? I'm coming for you
Step on the breaks
Bitch I'm still making checks and I'm breaking these necks every time that I step
Making this money, yeah I still be lonely, but never a phony when I'm tryna flex
Shaking, I'm hungry, you know you don't know me so don't try to vex
Wish at the ceiling man, pray that I'm next
All of these feeling man come with price
(Price)
Cutting off people who threatening ya life
I know it's not easy but please don't be nice
Tell me where the people that you tried to call?
Now you on the ground I heard you tried to crawl
They just caught you lacking now you in a wall
You say you pistol-packing nigga, wrong song
Tell him like this
Tell him like that
Tell me? How you got a Glock in yo lap?
Tell me? How you spin the block like that?
Tell me, How you make a song like that?
Tell me? How you gon' diss me like that?
Help me, Now you realize I'm not asking
Tell me? Now do you know that I'm not lacking?
Tell me? Now you niggas know I'm not happy?
Really just talking she think that I'm macking (Set a fire)
Never had felt but she swear I'm from heaven (In my heart)
Showed her a demon, now she know I'm the devil
Know that's not helpful, watch where I step, no, I gotta be careful
(Take my soul) Still full of hate, and I'm still feeling vengeful (Run away)
Did it to myself make my own life stressful (I'll follow)
Pain come in handy if you ain't successful
Pain really ain't shit if you ain't got no potential
I ain't got beef
Used to be a thief
Now I'm a chief
Don't get dumbfounded when I charge a beat
Please know your worth
Never, I mean ever sell yourself short
Focus on money, mixing this tea with the honey
Yes I mean literal, y'all be so miserable
Straight up despicable
Mixing my words and I'm getting real visible
(Yeah)
Ya music ain't shit if you can't get they attention (Uh)
Fuck living life you gon' have competition
Stop forcing shit you don't got opposition
Talk about money, talk about bitches
Talk about women
Talking so much it's like what is the difference
Talking so bad you can hear my voice breaking
Stalking so sad you can see the boy shaking
5 Different times
Looked in my eyes
And you still lied
Sick of this shit and I'm sick that I'm tired
Bickering bickering, I'm still in drive
Triggering triggering, do you want to die
Kinda intense, let a nigga chill out
Watch yo mouth
I'm down south
Keep 'em on mute
I fuck up the youth
Been on the road since I dropped in a suit
Tell me where the people that you tried to call?
Now you on the ground I heard you tried to crawl
They just caught you lacking now you in a wall
You say you pistol-packing nigga, wrong song
Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Life goes on, wishing for tomorrow
Set a fire in my heart
Take my soul, run away I'll follow
Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Set a fire in my heart
Take my soul run away I'll follow
Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Life goes on, wishing for tomorrow
Set a fire, in my heart
Take my soul, run away, I'll follow
Cold in this room
Fight to the death
Till I'm stuck in a tomb
Still being fake still in a costume
Wait till I break, then you in a monsoon
Quite like night when I shine y'all go "ooh"
"Icky still flexing?" cause that's what I do
Don't got a weapon? I'm coming for you
Step on the breaks
Bitch I'm still making checks and I'm breaking these necks every time that I step
Making this money, yeah I still be lonely, but never a phony when I'm tryna flex
Shaking, I'm hungry, you know you don't know me so don't try to vex
Wish at the ceiling man, pray that I'm next
All of these feeling man come with price
(Price)
Cutting off people who threatening ya life
I know it's not easy but please don't be nice
Tell me where the people that you tried to call?
Now you on the ground I heard you tried to crawl
They just caught you lacking now you in a wall
You say you pistol-packing nigga, wrong song
Tell him like this
Tell him like that
Tell me? How you got a Glock in yo lap?
Tell me? How you spin the block like that?
Tell me, How you make a song like that?
Tell me? How you gon' diss me like that?
Help me, Now you realize I'm not asking
Tell me? Now do you know that I'm not lacking?
Tell me? Now you niggas know I'm not happy?
Really just talking she think that I'm macking (Set a fire)
Never had felt but she swear I'm from heaven (In my heart)
Showed her a demon, now she know I'm the devil
Know that's not helpful, watch where I step, no, I gotta be careful
(Take my soul) Still full of hate, and I'm still feeling vengeful (Run away)
Did it to myself make my own life stressful (I'll follow)
Pain come in handy if you ain't successful
Pain really ain't shit if you ain't got no potential
I ain't got beef
Used to be a thief
Now I'm a chief
Don't get dumbfounded when I charge a beat
Please know your worth
Never, I mean ever sell yourself short
Focus on money, mixing this tea with the honey
Yes I mean literal, y'all be so miserable
Straight up despicable
Mixing my words and I'm getting real visible
(Yeah)
Ya music ain't shit if you can't get they attention (Uh)
Fuck living life you gon' have competition
Stop forcing shit you don't got opposition
Talk about money, talk about bitches
Talk about women
Talking so much it's like what is the difference
Talking so bad you can hear my voice breaking
Stalking so sad you can see the boy shaking
5 Different times
Looked in my eyes
And you still lied
Sick of this shit and I'm sick that I'm tired
Bickering bickering, I'm still in drive
Triggering triggering, do you want to die
Kinda intense, let a nigga chill out
Watch yo mouth
I'm down south
Keep 'em on mute
I fuck up the youth
Been on the road since I dropped in a suit
Tell me where the people that you tried to call?
Now you on the ground I heard you tried to crawl
They just caught you lacking now you in a wall
You say you pistol-packing nigga, wrong song
Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Life goes on, wishing for tomorrow
Set a fire in my heart
Take my soul, run away I'll follow
Winter calls, drown away my sorrow
Set a fire in my heart
Take my soul run away I'll follow