The Soul

Niggas disrespectin' People always felt the places we went were unexpected I never been a nigga in constant need of your protection Out the gutter, bread and butter, small meals and bigger lessons Pops held onto everything he had like it was precious Moving from the trenches, gave a nigga stresses Gave a nigga blessings, but it made a nigga reckless Feigning, screaming like I'm Whitney I'm in love with Houston, Texas Move the lyrics make a message Pray the music break some records I Pray they never arrest us Cuz Satan love to test Need reciprocated texts Need my mind to get some rest My Mind on being the best Money gon circle the nest I Never gave it to birds They took stock in what I said They invest in all my words A nigga needed that They need Michael T. From Collins and Reseda back Always count your laps, these niggas need to see a track Never come up off a switch, not taking treason racks Every doubter in my life, yeah that's the reason that That's gone have me buy all the land in my region back Always had me locked my mind'a never leave the lab I need the money where my wardrobe change the seasons back A nigga 6'6, to my nose I gotta see it stack Giving music my heart, some girls'a reach for that I gave it my soul I gave it my soul Stayed ten toes Now a nigga on a roll You niggas don't know No you niggas don't know You're going broke No heart, no soul Heart cold, they'd never see me break or fold Niggas steady tempted, never sell my soul I stay out the way, I always knew my role Shoutout VB, always took a nigga on the road White Continental, inside like a new Rolls Tryna go 60/40 like I'm Lou Rawls Tryna sit under the water at Manoa falls From 10-9 I gotta put the game on pause My experience always taught me how to keep a score Though I never played your games, I won my own awards Anything I start, I end it on my own accord I feel the same way as the nigga from the 3rd Ward Dreaming got no limit, I won't tank for promo Never gave in all that easy to a smoke show Never saw em in that way, I always saw more No regrets up to this day, I made it off the shore The niggas live with motive-based recency The only thing I stopped for is some decency I pray for niggas now, I'm with the leniency Got no choice but to love it when you see the spree They thought we'd never make it, we gon lead the league The credit come in evenly The soul is all they need to see