Soul Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Mahito you hit my soul
Take it away you left a hole
Break me down straight to the floor
Now I can't get up oh no no
You been bluffing you a fraud
Kill a snake bitch but that's on God
On my left is my mans
On the right is my Glock
Pop the lock straight to the pot
You hid in there, now you are caught
Beggin' for mercy but I'm not God
Tell Satan hi when you arrive
You won't tell me when to stop
Cause I won't stop until I drop
Scarlet jewels gon' make me rot
Run with the gang like you Radahn
Run me money bitch I need a summon
Ball on these niggas feel like I was Drummond
Running this shit like I'm in a hundred
Cameras be flashing, when everyone stuntin'
When I'm in the frame everybody be runnin'
Stealing the spotlight cause I got it right
They won't ever know when I just be coming
They do not want all the static
These bitches be plastic
Money come elastic
Stretch it like fantastic
They must be sarcastic by the way they always gas it
Then they really gonna pass it
Gon' be burning up the plastic
Like ma' fuckin' memories
Fuck with my energy
Diamonds on the accessories
You say that you ahead of me
But I'm different
I'm a different entity
You do not know what is left of me
You just a piece in the game
That is chess to me
Mahito you hit my soul
Take it away you left a hole
Break me down straight to the floor
Now I can't get up oh no no
You been bluffing you a fraud
Kill a snake bitch but that's on God
On my left is my mans
On the right is my Glock
Pop the lock straight to the pot
You hid in there, now you are caught
Beggin' for mercy but I'm not God
Tell Satan hi when you arrive
You won't tell me when to stop
Cause I won't stop until I drop
Scarlet jewels gon' make me rot
Run with the gang like you Radahn
Looking for answers but I can't find one
Waterfowl dance you can't dodge (uh)
Get caught in the circle of lies
Money comes hundred of times
But you bringin' a hundred of crimes
I missed all of the signs
That's my fault we in this mess
That's why we pack all the tecs
Then the triggers do the rest
Post up on the internet
If you wanna be caught in
Then it's war we ain't no Ron Artest
I told you I ain't gon' fall for that
Trust me when I say I come correct
Imma get you in an outline
Bass kickin' ain't no Southside
Im coming hard and it's 'bout time
Now I'm shootin' shit from the foul line
I see 'em strainin'
So I'm finna smoke 'em
Then I put them up on cloud nine
Get money on my down time
And it sound nice
Mahito you hit my soul
Take it away you left a hole
Break me down straight to the floor
Now I can't get up oh no no
You been bluffing you a fraud
Kill a snake bitch but that's on God
On my left is my mans
On the right is my Glock
Pop the lock straight to the pot
You hid in there, now you are caught
Beggin' for mercy but I'm not God
Tell Satan hi when you arrive
You won't tell me when to stop
Cause I won't stop until I drop
Scarlet jewels gon' make me rot
Run with the gang like you Radahn