$tupid Young, IamSu! - On My Soul lyrics
[$tupid Young, IamSu! - On My Soul lyrics]
Who made the beat? Apollo, ho
Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil
Yeah, I just speak on how I feel
Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill
I don't sip lean, don't pop pills
I'm a P, that's a fact
In her ear like some wax
I'ma run up them racks
Bust it down with my staff
Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf
You ain't really getting money
Need to pick a different path
Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf
All this ice on my neck, walk past
Catch a draft split shit in half
I'm a selfish lil' bastard
Zip of that Gelato make me
Think a lil' faster
Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat
Can't catch 'em said it loud and clear but I
Ain't think he got the message
So I had to reach behind my
Back like I was stretching
I'm plugged in with the Mexicans
Obama still my president
Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it
Tryna put an end to it
It really ain't no sense in it
I'm ready for every incident
Need the top spot, I'm in for it
I'm on point like infrared
I hear a beat and I kill it dead
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang
I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga
That's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul
Ayy fuck a nigga mean? Glizzy with the beam
Dirty bundles in the stash spots
Whip is clean an artist wasn't the plan but
Now I'm chasing dreams
Hope this pistol don't jam
That nigga gon' scream mama called me up
She said she need a thou-wow
I said, "I got you
" this money in my account now comin' up
All these suckers wishing I'd fall down
These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram
Call 'em Bow Wow glock 23'll do the job
Put it in his chest and send
Him on his way to God
Everything a hundred, nigga
I can't fuck with frauds
Young street Asian nigga
I done beat the odds
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang
I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga
That's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul
Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil
Yeah, I just speak on how I feel
Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill
I don't sip lean, don't pop pills
I'm a P, that's a fact
In her ear like some wax
I'ma run up them racks
Bust it down with my staff
Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf
You ain't really getting money
Need to pick a different path
Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf
All this ice on my neck, walk past
Catch a draft split shit in half
I'm a selfish lil' bastard
Zip of that Gelato make me
Think a lil' faster
Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat
Can't catch 'em said it loud and clear but I
Ain't think he got the message
So I had to reach behind my
Back like I was stretching
I'm plugged in with the Mexicans
Obama still my president
Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it
Tryna put an end to it
It really ain't no sense in it
I'm ready for every incident
Need the top spot, I'm in for it
I'm on point like infrared
I hear a beat and I kill it dead
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang
I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga
That's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul
Ayy fuck a nigga mean? Glizzy with the beam
Dirty bundles in the stash spots
Whip is clean an artist wasn't the plan but
Now I'm chasing dreams
Hope this pistol don't jam
That nigga gon' scream mama called me up
She said she need a thou-wow
I said, "I got you
" this money in my account now comin' up
All these suckers wishing I'd fall down
These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram
Call 'em Bow Wow glock 23'll do the job
Put it in his chest and send
Him on his way to God
Everything a hundred, nigga
I can't fuck with frauds
Young street Asian nigga
I done beat the odds
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang
I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga
That's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul