Be Leaving Me ft. Young Flock Lyrics

Soulja Livin' Tru, nigga

Everybody else chasing them street dreams

Non stop

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

I'ma tell you off the top, keep some shit at the spot

Shit get hot, fuck around and get dropped

House arrest on my block, I don't talk to no cops

Dawg keep the Glock, and it's one up top

Nigga must've forgot, I'm something you not

From the 4 to the 3, know some niggas who dwat

From the one to the two, where we running our shop

I'm a Soulja Livin' True, nigga gimme my props

Grew up in the streets, I ain't had no pops

But I knew how they eating, dreads kept some pots

All I needed was a plate, just to get to the top

Fuck that bitch non-stop, shit, they thought it was flock

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

Okay, and mama praying, and granny saying that she see me laying

Stop playing, they come and get me, I'ma get to spraying

Niggas playing, they claim they real, but they get the saying

Understand, that biggest haters turn the biggest fans

All these niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I'm cold-hearted, but I keep the heat, yeah

Youngin' standing in the paint just like I'm Cousins

Don't be acting like you day one when you wasn't

Ramen noodles, we know nothing bout no steak

Niggas solid, had to cut up a couple snakes

Really starving, don't be showing us no plate

Really thuggin', we just tryna make a way, yeah

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

Mama praying that I leave the streets, yeah

We on papers, we still keep the heat, yeah

Plenty niggas ain't believe in me, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout who leaving me, yeah

Yeah like I was saying, man

Bout them dreams, just keep going

You gone get there