Soul

I been on my grind for a moment I find I get high when I'm lonely And my friends don't really know me A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless Cuz heart where the home is You know mine stay with a pen and a pad Mind state stay on winning a bag If anybody miss me that's too bad Cuz I finally got my first show, and that's too rad Now I'm sounding like a white dad at my job Nigga down to rob tho Listen to it, then I want you to take yo head and bob hoe Rap slow, and rap shit so you can ride slow Ride more beats then Ross do maybachs Had big dreams since way back Before zonte had that tool to push yo fade back Way before that loud pack I been on my grind for a moment I find I get high when I'm lonely And my friends don't really know me A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless Cuz heart where the home is Yeah Two years in the making, I had to be patient For all of this greatness, apologize for the lateness For those who was counting on me One hand count my homies On the other my brothers Most came from different mothers I'm saying, y'all niggas think I'm playin I'm bout to go super saiyan Y'all just go with the plan I rather go wit my hands Build a base for the fans Takin trips to japan, and other lands The motherland's been calling The hood been looking appalling They looking hoping I'm ballin This road to success No car stalling I'm on the road to success It's no car stalling I been on my grind for a moment I find I get high when I'm lonely And my friends don't really know me A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless Cuz heart where the home is