SOULFOOD

Now we some dirty south ass niggas So I like my collard greens and my yams when I'm pimpin Get ya soul food, wash ya hands in the kitchen Everything copacetic, we just hang in the distance When I get rich on my own G Don't come say you my homie Ain't no masters they owning I own my masters, I own me Text me cuz I'm bout to board a flight out-dada What I gotta lie for? That shit I ain't got time for Text me cuz I'm bout to board a flight out-dada What I gotta lie for? That shit I ain't got time for Country and I'm chilling in the middle of the winter like uh I'ma touch a million by December like uh Been up on the mic if you remember like uh Better get familiar when you hear me like uh My style's a style you can't keep up with So better get ya self together 'fo you keep up wit A young playa from the A that done picked up wind For everything they said I can't, I done been done did And every door that I kicked in The industry they tried to hold me back cuz I'm different And figured revolution wasn't shit they was kickin But I can't let no system hold me back from my mission, I'm gifted And and and, don't try to slow up on that pimpin Niggas still on missions, we living Country niggas chillin, posted up at spots Where niggas living, wondering what the deal is Cuz we some dirty south ass niggas So I like my collard greens and my yams when I'm pimpin Get ya soul food, wash ya hands in the kitchen Everything copacetic, we just hang in the distance When I get rich on my own G Don't come say you my homie Ain't no masters they owning I own my masters, I own me Text me cuz I'm bout to board a flight out-dada What I gotta lie for? That shit I ain't got time for Text me cuz I'm bout to board a flight out-dada What I gotta lie for? That shit I ain't got time for S-O-U-L F-O-O-D That's what I got on my platter I'm cooking nun but the best of the best We right in Atlanta, come bring ya cameras This the cookout, let's bring the cooks out and all the chatter And uh Cali calling my name for a week Gotta be in a whole new city just to breathe Cuz the streets, they tryna take my time from the rhyming The type of cat that I am, I'd rather be flying and soaring Thanking my creator for waking me up in the morning Pray that you continue to watch over me and warn me That's my umbrella so I'm outside when it's storming And it's time for freedom so let's build a people's army I'm down for my people, I know freedom is the key If it's me, you know me, I keep it G Always shouting f*ck the police And if you scared to bust back, you can't ride with me Cuz we country niggas chillin in the middle of the... Ima touch a milli by December nigga... Been up on the mic if you remember like... Better get familiar when you hear me like...