Scorey - Soul Music lyrics
[Scorey - Soul Music lyrics]
(M-M-M-MOBS got beats, bitch)
(Bandz on the track)
How I know if you love me
Or you're just sayin' shit?
If I can't just put my trust in you
Then you can't sit
Seein' the hood and get uglier
When them cans spit
These charger clips get muggier
When them fans spit
He was a good hearted soul
In that hole he collapsed
No we never fold, got that pole on his lap
Steady crushin' on that iron
He gon' blow till he can
Boy you better keep that fire
It get cold in it's camp
You better watch where you playin'
'cause we been laying shit aJ sayin' shit
We been spinnin' corners in spray clips
Heard, type of niggas you hit 'em
Is brain shit early morning servin' junkies
You see that's ray and rip
My lil' brother he be blocking
He got bees on his transcript
Once you chained, you better
Tuck it 'cause remedy, the man shit
Way my niggas pouring TusQ
It might get my mans sick
I'm a dogger, if we cuffin', no slayin' shit
Uh uh keep a Twizzy by my side
'cause it be trigger tappin'
Feel like a part of me had
Died when my niggas vanished
Them candles light, so many cries
I wish it didn't happen
Keep postin' pictures wit' my guys
And with a different caption
I fell in love with the hood
I'ma hope it's romantic devil in my ear
He took apart in cold antiques
Michael Amiri fit, the Denim
I put on some cold fashion
Drippin' crazy, buy the streets
And safe to say, "I drove past it"
How I know if you love me
Or you're just sayin' shit?
If I can't just put my trust in you
Then you can't sit
Seein' the hood and get uglier
When them cans spit
These charger clips get muggier
When them fans spit
He was a good hearted soul
In that hole he collapsed
No we never fold, got that pole on his lap
Steady crushin' on that iron
He gon' blow till he can
Boy you better keep that fire
It get cold in it's camp
(Bandz on the track)
How I know if you love me
Or you're just sayin' shit?
If I can't just put my trust in you
Then you can't sit
Seein' the hood and get uglier
When them cans spit
These charger clips get muggier
When them fans spit
He was a good hearted soul
In that hole he collapsed
No we never fold, got that pole on his lap
Steady crushin' on that iron
He gon' blow till he can
Boy you better keep that fire
It get cold in it's camp
You better watch where you playin'
'cause we been laying shit aJ sayin' shit
We been spinnin' corners in spray clips
Heard, type of niggas you hit 'em
Is brain shit early morning servin' junkies
You see that's ray and rip
My lil' brother he be blocking
He got bees on his transcript
Once you chained, you better
Tuck it 'cause remedy, the man shit
Way my niggas pouring TusQ
It might get my mans sick
I'm a dogger, if we cuffin', no slayin' shit
Uh uh keep a Twizzy by my side
'cause it be trigger tappin'
Feel like a part of me had
Died when my niggas vanished
Them candles light, so many cries
I wish it didn't happen
Keep postin' pictures wit' my guys
And with a different caption
I fell in love with the hood
I'ma hope it's romantic devil in my ear
He took apart in cold antiques
Michael Amiri fit, the Denim
I put on some cold fashion
Drippin' crazy, buy the streets
And safe to say, "I drove past it"
How I know if you love me
Or you're just sayin' shit?
If I can't just put my trust in you
Then you can't sit
Seein' the hood and get uglier
When them cans spit
These charger clips get muggier
When them fans spit
He was a good hearted soul
In that hole he collapsed
No we never fold, got that pole on his lap
Steady crushin' on that iron
He gon' blow till he can
Boy you better keep that fire
It get cold in it's camp