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London Lorin - On My Soul [Official Music Video]
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London Lorin Lewis
London Lorin Lewis
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London Lorin Lewis
London Lorin Lewis
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Lyrics

Young London (Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Damn right yeah you know, I wanna be free (Yeah, yeah) (Whoa, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, whoa) I been gettin paper, I know why they hatin I know why these n they always hate on me I'm getting money, they know how I'm coming I know why these n they always hate on me (Woo) On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul On my soul, these n iffy so you know I keep a pole I keep a pole On my soul, I'm bout my money so you know I get that dough I get that dough On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul All my n they was known for the trappin (Aye) And all my n they was known for the clappin (Aye) I'm just a young n tryna make it in this rappin (Aye) I can't let, nun of these n put me in a casket (Aye) I gotta do better, tryna stack me some cheddar I might just pull out them racks today, so I can change up the weather These n dyin everyday, I'm tryna make this shit better But they gotta want it for they self I trust my n I cant fuck with nobody else I got hoes, they tryna hold me down I just wanna live right now, I don't give a fuck right now I gotta stay ten toes on my own, cause I know it ain't real I gotta worry bout myself, fuck how a n feel On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul On my soul, these n iffy so you know I keep a pole I keep a pole On my soul, I'm bout my money so you know I get that dough I get that dough On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul Who can I trust right now, if the shit get bad (Aye) How can I feed the world, if n bite the hand (Aye) I put my trust in them, and they just stab my back (Oh, whoa) They think a n green bean, but I can't go like that I can't trust them (Trust them) I keep them diamonds, looking exotic like a circus (Whoa) I gotta watch my back, cause I know these n be lurkin (Whoa) I cannot let these n trick me off the streets I want that bag my n I'm just tryna eat And I can't trust these hoes at all, these n don't wanna see you ball And I'm just tryna make it, I can't let these n play me I'ma get straight to the money on my soul Can't trust nobody, they envy gotta let em go On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul On my soul, these n iffy so you know I keep a pole I keep a pole On my soul, I'm bout my money so you know I get that dough I get that dough On my soul, I can't let these n play me on my soul That's on my soul
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