Watchin My Soul Lyrics

I gotta keep on the ski

Feel like they lookin for me

Dont give a F man Im keepin it G

Dont care whats left I aint keepin the peace

Get slippery when wet gotta stay on ya feet

Niggas been playin for keeps

Wont get respect you aint carryin heat

Niggas will dare you to speak

Can pay wit your life if you thinkin its free

You pay the price if its cheap

We bring the spice if you thinkin its sweet

Been up all night through the week

Been up all night rollin weed

Finna book flight over seas

Tryna be harder to reach

Any way they be lyin to me

Gotta be straight forward whenever you preach

You get ignored when you weep

Want me to open up more what I think

Close up them fuckin doors niggas creep

Cuz everyday a nigga cross the line

Every single way Im goin hard for mine

Tell that bitch to get gone

I know what its hittin on

Booked her on the flip phone

Call me when no kids home

She want a dog wit a big bone

I brought the Raws cuz she hit cones

She aint got drawers when I get over

Took another shot Casamigo

On the door heard a knock so I peep over

On the floor get the Glock hit the peep hole

Im not sure if its cops or the repo

Seen its four on the clock seen that we tow

Heard the doors lock up so I reload

If its more to plot let me know

Seen my boy get shot over these hoes

Gotta stay on top of these toes

Im just stayin high Im out the way

Precious time I aint got to waste

Aint in line guess Im out of space

Its a large amount I gotta make

Workin this job or not Im not a slave

I got a daughter gotta get it straight

Niggas be wishin positions would switch but they gotta go live with the shit

I hear em whisperin just like a bitch man that nigga cant sit wit the men

I smoke expensivest Im in dispensaries they gon remember the kid

This shit was meant for me rewrote the history I left the blood on the pen

Always gon do what Im able

When you cant do they hate you

Niggas aint even bring shit to the table

Talk a whole but make sure they got plate ugh

Why everyday I need to spark the fire

Shit keepin me sane I woulda lost my mind

Niggas servin fentanyl

Killin kids to get dough

Niggas gettin pissed off

We livin in a shit show

Cant trust your dog or a bitch though

Scream fuck the law til they get old

They make the call tell em ten four

Claimin its dark tinted window

They hatin just sparkin my indo

Cant stay in one spot cuz it get cold

They shakin my pockets my shit loaded

Thats change and my watch can I get goin

Gotta strange lil bop why you bend over

Got strains in my crouch got a weak groin

Drove away up the block gotta be sober

Feel the angels watchin my soul