Meek Mill, JW Lucas, Gingr - On My Soul lyrics

Sittin' in the Phantom
Countin' money in the sun
Everybody in my hood know I'm the one
Made it out the trenches
Leave ten million for my son
They said it's the difference
It feel different how I come

Put it on my soul, I can put it on my soul
We be goin' to the awards and
I ain't puttin' up my pole
That new Virgil and Dior came through
I got it on
Put it on my soul, put it on my soul
Ain't nothin' that I
It ain't nothin' that I can't hold
I'm gettin' everything I aimed for
I'm gettin' everything I aimed for
Bulletproof the Range Rove'
Niggas be on angles
I done bought so many diamond chains
Swear they get tangled
Promise any nigga sayin' my
Name gon' get mangled (Boom)

Same niggas 'round me gettin'
Changed and they dangerous
Different colored riches in the pictures
Power Rangers
Come to fuckin' these bitches and
Gettin' this cash, no, we ain't stainless
Two hundred on the dash
Been through the hood like I ain't famous
Sometimes I just be havin' to vent though
I ain't gon' lie
A lot people still left here like
Everybody prayin' I don't go
Back, but it's like
What you want me to do? And leave my people?
And I can't leave my people
Got that eye of the eagle
My homie wanted the Bentley but
He died in the Regal
And I ain't never sell no heroin
Auntie died from the needle
If you my opp, my daddy dyin' to meet you
'Cause I know the feeling when you
Fucked up and you lit
And nobody wan' see you
But when you come up and you rich
Everybody believe you, they use me too
I got useless think that's how I got even
Put my life on the line
And sacrifice for my people

Put it on my soul, I can put it on my soul
We be goin' to the awards and
I ain't puttin' up my pole
That new Virgil and Dior came through
L got it on
Put it on my soul, put it on my soul
Ain't nothin' that I
It ain't nothin' that I can't hold
I'm gettin' everything I aimed for

Yeah, I'm gettin' everything (Everything)
Bulletproof the Range Rove'
Donut the Durango
Crazy all the shit that I obtain
I feel the same dose
My young nigga died in the
Streets lettin' his flame go
And I think about it every
Night 'fore I sleep, it make my brain go
(Thinkin' about it every night when I sleep)
Got me cuddlin' with my Glock when I sleep
Can't let my flame go
(Got me cuddlin' with my Glock)
Woah, woah, woah, woah put it on my soul