Cream

SOS on the beat, bitch Slippin' out Yeah, I did Golden soul from the ghetto Yeah, yeah I'm tryna cream sum Cash, rule everything around me I can stand on anything, I speak I just ran through five bricks in one week Ooh-wee Forever gettin' money, that shit comin' in my sleep now And Messiah gettin' big bout to B-3 now I was blind to the hate, but I can see now I just don't see how I just don't see how they can envy me I can tell if you a snake, all buy your energy Sipping codeine London cake up in my Russian cream Balenciagas on my feet, off-white denim jeans Ooh-wee I be flyer than most, but I don't really like the post I don't brag and I don't boast I use the gram for promotion The pain runnin' deeper than the ocean But I'm focused, anxiety, depression I've been fightin' these emotions Feel like I'm all I got, so if you love me, let it show I don't want niggas around me if I feel like I can't grow with em All I need is weed, sum good lean and this 4 nickel We some money, go getters Girl, we don't give a f*ck about no nigga Ooh-wee, yeah, these ACP's come with lemon squeeze Yeah, NE-223, still shoot through trees Shidd we always had a dream But never had the dollar And we always had to hustle, never had the product Yeah, it started from the bottom, now we high up Them niggas impostors, give a f*ck about no partners Now we havin' motion tell me, who the f*ck gon stop us Playin' with that bread, I'm at your head, I'm doin' pop-up These 556s, you can't miss em if you walk up Ooh-wee, that, that sound of the choppa I f*ck with the Zoe's and the Rasta All my niggas shottas nun but shooters on my roster Golden soul from the ' ghetto Golden soul from the ghetto Golden soul from the ghetto Golden soul from the ghetto Say ah, yeah And yeah, yeah I go so fuckin' ghetto Yeah, I let my soul Let my soul I go so fuckin' ghetto And yeah, yeah I go so fuhkin' ghetto Yeah, I let my soul Let my soul I go so fuckin' ghetto And yeah, yeah And yeah, yeah I go so fuckin' ghetto And yeah, yeah I let my soul