Shotta Soul

Damn

Ayo Drum, play that bitch back (oh damn, let me tell you niggas 'bout most of the)

Most of the shit, and I say

(Danny got that juice)

Had some problems, but, that's what made me who I am today (today)

They was tearin' me down, I ain't never break (I ain't never break)

Interrogation, I ain't never say

Nigga got hit up with that Drac' (shh, pow, pow)

I'm from the 'hood, you break the rules

You got to pay (you got to pay)

I done made it on my own, say, "Amen" (amen, amen)

I'm protected everywhere I go (mhm)

Free my brothers in the sprinter van

Fifty cent chip bags from the store

Now, a young nigga got hella bands

Bands, I'm so high that I won't never land

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (okay)

Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot

I done knocked some off (that's a fact)

Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back

But, she still sitting 'round puttin' up with my ass

Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag

Put her ass on that

If I cop one, I'll buy mom's support (whoa)

Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotta soul (oh)

I don't talk no planet

Ride me like a rodeo, whoa (oh)

I know that you see I'm worse than before (oh-oh)

But if you mine, you'll stay on my side

Don't tell a nigga that can't take mine

Got to make more money than I had before, oh

But he don't value what you mean, now, I know

Now, you got to tell a nigga your time gone

My sons gone, my mind gone, they thinkin' that (they thinkin' that)

Young nigga rick like Richy

Rich like Rich The Kid, I pay the bills

I pay my mama bills, and the lawyer fees

For my bro', I'll probably sell my house

He say, "Murder fees," don't bring 'em me

Know I play for keeps, I knock some off (I knock some off)

Black Range truck, pull up sport, take off (skrrt, skrrt, let's go)

Better not tell me shit, I'm inside my house

Told a bitch she better watch her mouth (watch)

You know I'm a gangster

You know it ain't long 'til the day that they say I'ma die (die)

Not a child, I don't cry, just make sure I'm focused

I'm rollin' with sticks in the ride (sticks in the ride)

And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child

You know that I ran up my Ms for them kids (them racks)

I ain't seen my daughter or son in over a year

And still don't know what I did

Play games, nigga, I set the bait

Mask up, ride with my, I take the blame

If I got 'em, make sure I designer my kids

Lord know I grew up I can rob this case

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (okay)

Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf

I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (that's a fact)

Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back

But, she still sitting 'round puttin' up with my ass

Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag

Put her ass on that

If I cop one, I'll buy mom's support (whoa)

Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotta soul (oh)

I don't talk no planet

Ride me like a rodeo, whoa (oh, rodeo)