Soul

Oh my god it's the best I get to reinvent myself Never have to repent myself Have to better myself like, uh This the industry It's a mystery Profession where I study my soul Flow reminding me don't sell my soul Beat reminding me of J Cole I'm too material for this life I'm fucking this bitch, I could be fucking my wife(it's crazy) Bitches let me sign off their chests Bitches let me sign off the cheques I'm breaking all bets Wiping off all my debts Retiring my parents is a bet Don't get all upset Now she singing my song Now she's reading my soul She filling the hole After that, I'm filling her holes Gotta get rid of the hoes Making her reach that O They call me conglomerate The way that I pick and choose Who wins and who loses I'm picking white or red roses Part the sea of women like I'm Moses Brand new car, brand new chain Money from this brought everything Love and loyalty ain't new things Wanna ride to the top with two chains Can't f*ck with me, I'm too high Line too hot like ice spice Don't miss shots, that's bull's eye Got that vision, hawkeye Now she's read my soul Now she's part of this world Wanna give her the world She was starving in need So I fed her my soul