Pain in my soul Lyrics

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

Make ya move

And you gotta play it right

Got two bad hoes

They wanna play fight

Bitch I swim in the water

With great whites

You cannot name a hoe

That I can't pipe

Get that check

Spend it all

In the same night

Yea

In the stu cuz I'm

Yea

In the stu cuz

I'm tryna go get it

In the stu cuz

I'm tryna go get it

My only focus

Is running them digits

Ain't nun like em

They calling me different

Bottom to the top

We switching positions

My mom told me

Gotta stay on ya pivot

I was stubborn

Had to learn how to listen

Used to love her

Now the calls going missing

And switch it up

Started paying attention

Lit as fuck man

I really be trippin

Only tippin her

If she give happy endings

Pick it up

Love the way that I'm living

Out the way

I don't wanna be mentioned

Coaches don't play

So I watch from a distance

Fuck if they hate cuz

I'm still gon be winnin

Mine for the summer

She yours for the winter

And turn me up

I don't think that they listening

Bently truck

And you know that I'm tinting it

Can't let em catch me

Ion wanna be missed

They sending shots

But they looking like bricks

Tell all the haters

To get off my dick

Tell all the labels

I ain't signing shit

I'm independent

I know how to get it

Sign a lil paper

Man that's how they get you

No I ain't going

Wit nun of them people yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

And

I know they been hatin on me

They been plottin

Got a few bands

In my pocket

Bitches see me

And eyes pop out they socket

Say I been going up

Know they watching

Always stay humble

Ain't cop a watch yet

They don't fuck with me

But they follow me

You can make it

Gotta trust the process

Stay consistent

You can never stop yea

Different kinda pivot

You can't block me

Pass my bro the ball

John Stockton

Yea

Cuz if he talkin hot

Get em outta here

Told brodie to chill

Ain't no need to kill

It's enough bread

For the whole camp

Say they know me

Ion even know dem

Nun to prove

Still gon show dem

She let me hit it

I ain't never wrote her

Chips been stacking up

Check my quota

Never stress a bitch

I can't lie

I think I'm really up next and shit

Hang wit demons

They rock nike techs and shit

Movin smart don't say nun

Through these messages

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

my heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea

All this pain in my soul

I can't break

I won't fold

Iced out chains

My heart cold yea