Lyrics

Soul-G, native baby, you know him How the hell these mofuckas looking at him and they focused Won't mind they business cause they head in my space I'm bopping any mofucka, put em back in they place Man if I got to, I'ma get it alone fuck up outta here like personal space Man fuck your word, paint the portrait with the shit I portray I worked hard for mine, it wasn't easy, had to grind like a slave School of hard knocks, ain't ducking work just like it's truancy I think that you have got me mistaken, it's only one of me Nobody replaced him, we speaking truthfully No rap caps, this the rawest of forms feel like a giver cause I'm giving out more Had five rounds, you miss every shot like five letters, you was spelling out horse When I skyrocket, I stayed down, I don't think of abort A dangerous duo, Tarantino and Soul, that flame on me gon' spark Make you a dead rabbit down in a hole This A game where you should be, stacking up them c notes Don't give a fuck about no comments, they hating on a d-low Man, I want me a Patek Man, man I want me a rollie Rock the highest of fashion I ride round in stoley, only if I ain't have it Producing quality product, this shit is not like plastic (it ain't plastic, dumbass) I'm practicing on my perfection so they feel when I'm stepping Sometimes you gotta take a chance, be like F it Cause it's rewarding in the end and that shit's like a present You ain't gon' know until you put in the effort Cause one man's trash is another man's treasure It take heart and of course dedication Can't even see myself letting up on certain shit This pain at heart a collab, that's what I'm working with Gotta keep it tucked like a strap, can't open up just like it's surgery Soul-G, native baby, you know him How the hell these mofuckas looking at him and they focused Won't mind they business cause they head in my space I'm bopping any mofucka, put em back in they place Man if I got to, I'ma get it alone fuck up outta here like personal space Man fuck your word, paint the portrait with the shit I portray I worked hard for mine, it wasn't easy, had to grind like a slave
Writer(s): Collin Gatewood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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