Oncue - Your Soul Needs Help lyrics
[Oncue - Your Soul Needs Help lyrics]
"Your soul needs help and this is something
You can do a little bit
Of something everyday, to help your insides
You see, like, like, like, like
Y-y your insides, are more important
If you can understand it
Because they support
Everything that you radiate
Towards everybody that
You come in contact with, can feel that"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they say
Stop singing man, stop singing
Where the fuck the
Bars at, bro? I drop some shit
Like this, motherfuckers, it get like
Five strеams fuck you
Turn it back like rotor phones, XXL
Rolling Stone
ASL, try 'n bonе, AIM writing flows
Tryna stack bread, stack chips
Like I sold my soul
Why they always biting on my
Shit? I need some Cortizone
Did it livin' motor home, pop it out
Then smoke and stoned
Momma cryin' all alone, but act strong
You know the tone
If you went toe to toe with
Trauma and you held your own
Don't get me yelling like I'm drama
That's my fucking zone
My lawyer told me, "Boy, start meditatin'"
I told him, "Nah, I'm good
This my medication"
You hear this shit now, bro? I'm levitatin'
Could've took the easy road
But I knew it was better waitin'
Yeah, aye, I ain't got no trepidations
I just got reservations, for two, at eight PM
Won't stop 'til I'm a walking human ATM
Won't stop 'til my status is stadium, aye
To my girl in that baby Benz
I done seen a lot of shit, dog
I got a crazy lens
I just need them frames, Cartier
Four days, party straight
Then it's back to the page
I ain't never slam the brakes, I am
One of the greats
Not sayin' that to flakes, you could
See it in my face, i mean it
God damn I'm a genius
I don't know where my team is
We 'bout to ball out at Neiman's
Bench pressing my ghosts
Exercising my demons
So raise your glass for a toast
For the ones who seen it, aye
Who seen it from the jump
I could ride up on this shit for like a month
Real shit, dooog, aye, aye
You can do a little bit
Of something everyday, to help your insides
You see, like, like, like, like
Y-y your insides, are more important
If you can understand it
Because they support
Everything that you radiate
Towards everybody that
You come in contact with, can feel that"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they say
Stop singing man, stop singing
Where the fuck the
Bars at, bro? I drop some shit
Like this, motherfuckers, it get like
Five strеams fuck you
Turn it back like rotor phones, XXL
Rolling Stone
ASL, try 'n bonе, AIM writing flows
Tryna stack bread, stack chips
Like I sold my soul
Why they always biting on my
Shit? I need some Cortizone
Did it livin' motor home, pop it out
Then smoke and stoned
Momma cryin' all alone, but act strong
You know the tone
If you went toe to toe with
Trauma and you held your own
Don't get me yelling like I'm drama
That's my fucking zone
My lawyer told me, "Boy, start meditatin'"
I told him, "Nah, I'm good
This my medication"
You hear this shit now, bro? I'm levitatin'
Could've took the easy road
But I knew it was better waitin'
Yeah, aye, I ain't got no trepidations
I just got reservations, for two, at eight PM
Won't stop 'til I'm a walking human ATM
Won't stop 'til my status is stadium, aye
To my girl in that baby Benz
I done seen a lot of shit, dog
I got a crazy lens
I just need them frames, Cartier
Four days, party straight
Then it's back to the page
I ain't never slam the brakes, I am
One of the greats
Not sayin' that to flakes, you could
See it in my face, i mean it
God damn I'm a genius
I don't know where my team is
We 'bout to ball out at Neiman's
Bench pressing my ghosts
Exercising my demons
So raise your glass for a toast
For the ones who seen it, aye
Who seen it from the jump
I could ride up on this shit for like a month
Real shit, dooog, aye, aye