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My Soul
by Prince S1im!
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They say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playing song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm in the wrong
I told yo shawty I'm gone, feel like magic the way I dunk on the throw
Shawty can't get off the phone, go to church to master, control and a tone
A tone for my sins, ayy, go to a club and pick up a win and a, and it got twins, ayy
Toss me around like I showed them a bad grade
I'm gonna fall daze, I'm on top, can't stay off a stage, ayy
Give me my praise, ayy, if I'm on beat you know I'm okay, hey
Woah, I'ma laying my seat back, waitin' for feedback
I'm gonna need that, come with a iron drum, you know it be back
I got that iron drum, better evac
Flow kinda crazy, and no you can't catch it, lookin' so cold
You see I'm on my jackets,
Say you ain't single bitch, better act it
Going too fast, sorry it's my habits
They say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playin' my song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm in the wrong
I say yo shawty I'm gone, feel like magic the way I dunk on the throne
Shawty can't get off the phone, going to church to master, control and
Damn wait, they say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playin' my song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm on the run
I told yo shawty I'm gone
Feel like magic ,the way I can dunk in a throne
Shawty can't get off the phone
Go to church to master, control and atone
No one can but it, I smoke my soul
I'm being watched, no elf on the shelf
Feel like Iron Man with the wealth
Really like Spiderman, send me help
Yeah I was the street kid
Stayed in the house, I did it on weekends
I still do smacked, on the roof
With the mag, on the roll, in the trap
And she gone clap, I clap when
I gotta fight back, fight back then
No she can't , write back, write back when
If I'm on top, my rein won't end
Stay wit the drama shawty, where yo friend
I got my honor, bitch, make amends
I gotta call a chick, bring her friends
In the drop top with some tens, damn
They say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playing song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm in the wrong
I told yo shawty I'm gone, feel like magic the way I dunk on the throw
Shawty can't get off the phone, go to church to master, control and a tone
A tone for my sins, ayy, go to a club and pick up a win and a, and it got twins, ayy
Toss me around like I showed them a bad grade
I'm gonna fall daze, I'm on top, can't stay off a stage, ayy
Give me my praise, ayy, if I'm on beat you know I'm okay, hey
Woah, I'ma laying my seat back, waitin' for feedback
I'm gonna need that, come with a iron drum, you know it be back
I got that iron drum, better evac
Flow kinda crazy, and no you can't catch it, lookin' so cold
You see I'm on my jackets,
Say you ain't single bitch, better act it
Going too fast, sorry it's my habits
They say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playin' my song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm in the wrong
I say yo shawty I'm gone, feel like magic the way I dunk on the throne
Shawty can't get off the phone, going to church to master, control and
Damn wait, they say put your soul in your music but give mine a listen, it's playin' my song
I'm givin' these bitches a bone, I fuck her good she cryin' now I'm on the run
I told yo shawty I'm gone
Feel like magic ,the way I can dunk in a throne
Shawty can't get off the phone
Go to church to master, control and atone
No one can but it, I smoke my soul
I'm being watched, no elf on the shelf
Feel like Iron Man with the wealth
Really like Spiderman, send me help
Yeah I was the street kid
Stayed in the house, I did it on weekends
I still do smacked, on the roof
With the mag, on the roll, in the trap
And she gone clap, I clap when
I gotta fight back, fight back then
No she can't , write back, write back when
If I'm on top, my rein won't end
Stay wit the drama shawty, where yo friend
I got my honor, bitch, make amends
I gotta call a chick, bring her friends
In the drop top with some tens, damn
