On My Soul

We was down bad but now The whole team at Ruth Chris He done got the bag and gave The whole team the blueprint Haters looking sad I done threw them boys a pass Cuz they be typing mad But when you see em They don't do shit With you right or wrong You know I f*ck with you shawty If you cross that line You know it's up with you shawty If you disrespect then I'm on go Put that on my soul She ain't bringing nothing To the table but it's poking baby Difference between a nigga With some clout And heavy motion baby I ain't never healed from All this trauma but I'm coping baby Fix me like I'm broken Come eat this dick While I'm smoking baby Now she going crazy Plotted on the ones that Underrate me Now they over pay me Baby I want the money But it's f*ck fame Mr run it up And let my nuts hang Deebo to these rappers Nigga what chain West up Bitch ain't nothing change But the funds range Keep choosing em chosen Ricky Fontaine But I'm done playing I ain't tryna chill til we treat Them racks like chump change We run it up You tryna run game This what slums made I'm here We was down bad but now The whole team at Ruth Chris He done got the bag and gave The whole team the blueprint Haters looking sad I done threw them boys a pass Cuz they be typing mad But when you see em They don't do shit With you right or wrong You know I f*ck with you shawty If you cross that line You know it's up with you shawty If you disrespect then I'm on go Put that on my soul Said I put that On my soul homie You done made me think yo ass Was solid don't you fold on me I done showed you how The gang was rocking Don't you roll on me When the heat was on Mane all them f*ck niggas Froze on me I should take em out From fake accounts They tryna troll on me Trained to go and that's Why he roll dollie Ain't that bout a bitch Mane half my haters is My old homies Subbing on the book But you couldn't even hit My phone brodie But don't expose wodie Just treat his ass like You don't know em But to my soldiers On the front line Steady ducking one time Still one band one sound Like this was drum line Rabbit in the lunch line You rappers gonna have to Come outside again sometimes Homie we was We was down bad but now The whole team at Ruth Chris He done got the bag and gave The whole team the blueprint Haters looking sad I done threw them boys a pass Cuz they be typing mad But when you see em They don't do shit With you right or wrong You know I f*ck with you shawty If you cross that line You know it's up with you shawty If you disrespect then I'm on go Put that on my soul