The Soul Lyrics

Truth is, I don't know any words for this

But as of right now, I failed to reach where my goal is

Now I could make excuse or get trapped in a whirlwind,

Of why me, see, see, that shit to trash bin

Fact is gotta regroup, refill, n retool

Start to discard everything that I once knew

Open the book, filling the feeling of school

The greatest in the world were all students once too

(Bring it back)

Surrounding sounds of public housing, ain't always violent

Kids n aunties shouting, ballers swish it, buildin houses

Full of talent, dreams, and hopes too big for a island

Pavement scrappin', to money makin hope

Rose come out it

Arose sum prospect hungry, determined and wildin

Cold winter blows, no cover for tempered lil toddlers

Young shit , we would lie or straight up just hide it

Protect our dream, with different means of making a profit

Between losing lives, doing time, and the sacrifice

It'd be suicide, to wet my eye on foolish pride

Ya Sun set on insurin' the rise will be on time

I'm insurance, saving lives without a sacrafice

Job got ya hands together, pray to leave early

know they cleaning office, n still out here movin dirty

Know that fight, sleepless nights, just to go in early

Peer to the side, like magic, now it's all worthy

Worth the stress, the pain, igniting the flame

Reaching for the stars, wit eight seconds of game

Full court Pressing, just to trap and remain

Alive for a shot, the penultimate play

(It's like thats the one right there),

(one more time)

Dream bigger than I fear, can't hear you shit talking

(Bitch)

You get anywhere near, you better be on profit

(Bitch)

Not talking money but them gains, ya could lose the nonsense

(Bitch)

Everybody got a plan, till the shit get popping

(Bitch)

Deadline was this June, just to make a move

Money wasn't right, plus all the plans was skewed

Rushing to make something all outta nothing

Overlooking details, is why I'm still hungry

Yes, I'm still hunting, for my one shot

Still loading the chambers, to claim my top spot

All experiences, Led to a lesson

Let me to know who I am, no question

I'm not a preacher, telling you to pray for healing

I'm not a street nigga, you could see it clearly

I'm not a guru telling you about ya life

Despite it , imma stand there and fight

Yeah

Whether you like me or not, whether is trash or its hot

Clap for facing my flaws or ya call it a flop

One thing will remain, that'll be etched in this game

SHAWN Spits it from the Soul

Fuck what you say,

Fuck what you say,

Fuck what you say,

Yeah,