Ty Brasel - Gold Soul lyrics

Ain't no block my shine, no
Young man ball like Bron, whoa
Ain't no sleep on the grind, no
Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh uh
16 bars, that's holy, yeah
I was made in God's image, uh
Money on my head was the price, uh
Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah
Ain't no, block my, block my, shine (no)
Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah
Pull up glist with the light, uh huh
It's blinding your vision
(It's blinding your vision)
Money on my head was the price (price)
Gold in my soul that's expensive, look

I was 16 in the M, Winchester, flip Xans yeah
Running from the cops, Riverdale
PT, meet clientele, uh
24 chase the check, yeah
I remember late woke, laying low, praying for


Bankrolls, lace those pesos
With my fingerprints, yeah
Play dough chase old dead prez, case closed
Blue face with no oxygen, uh, yeah
All I wanted was a million in the safe closed
Black Porsche, gazebo, back porch, Latino bad
Mamacita, and the Rollie froze, uh
To attain it all
That was my ambition till I
Found out knowledge real riches
Now I hold the mic, when I shine the light
God sent it
Look he flipped the script, Shyamalan
With the plot writtens, yeah
Look the devil in a new
Dress and she sure glisten, yeah
But lil' T shine with the gold soul, huh

Ain't no block my shine, no
Young man ball like Bron, whoa
Ain't no sleep on the grind, no
Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh uh
16 bars, that's holy, yeah
I was made in God's image, uh
Money on my head was the price, uh
Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah
Ain't no, block my, block my, shine (no)
Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah
Pull up glist with the light, uh huh
It's blinding your vision
(It's blinding your vision)
Money on my head was the price (price)
Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah

Gold soul, aye, gold soul, yeah yeah
Gold soul, gold soul, gold soul, aye aye
Gold soul, yeah, gold soul, whoa
Gold soul, gold soul, gold soul, look

To attain it all
That was my ambition till I
Found out knowledge real riches
Now I kick game, Lionel Messi with it
Now I'm cross the world, paid to play
Uh huh, yeah i just put miles on the highway
(where) , state to state, uh huh, yeah
Dope in the trunk like Scarface
That's my new mixtape (Young T)
Mama birth a rapper, 1994, August 23rd
She prayed to the Lord
Doc said, I was unconscious
Almost pronounced dead before I was born
But God said "Look at T
Shine with the gold soul", uh

Ain't no block my shine, no
Young man ball like Bron, whoa
Ain't no sleep on the grind, no
Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh uh
16 bars, that's holy, yeah
I was made in God's image, uh
Money on my head was the price, uh
Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah
Ain't no, block my, block my, shine (no)
Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah
Pull up glist with the light, uh huh
It's blinding your vision
(It's blinding your vision)
Money on my head was the price (price)
Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah

Aye, what you say bro, I got dope in the
Trunk like Scarface that's my
New mixtape, ahaaa, aye, that's cold bruh

Aye, I'ma be out that way tomorrow though
What we need to do is hit the studio
Fam

Aw yeah that's mandatory
I'll call Clay and set up
The session soon as we get off the phone
For real

Aight, that's a bet bro aye

What's good?

Aye real talk tho, I got dope in the
Trunk like scarface that's my new mixtape
Ahaaa