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S0ul Searchin Video (MV)




Performed By: Baby Dreko
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Brian Cantu




Baby Dreko - S0ul Searchin Lyrics
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I got a katana sword like I was on Kill Bill
Damn I need to chill, she ask me how much
Hold on, let me say that again
I got a katana sword like I was on Kill Bill
Damn I need to chill, she ask me How much money I want, say probably a mil
Look around like I'm playing I Spy
Bad bitch find this f*ck she looking Like Ice Spice,
Paint the town red with no tie dye
This is a beat I could just flow to Remember when I was a kid my dad would make beats with Pro Tools
This a vibe I could roll through,
Don't be surprised when I blow nigga I told you
This whole song was a freestyle I just wrote it down
Name of a gun cause I'm always spiffing these rounds,
The f*ck you doing on my level go and sit your ass down,
I want a bad bitch in a big house just to walk around where I grew up and say I'm the shit now
Throw a little money here and there, Shit they probably wouldn't even care so now I'm looking like a dick cause they all stare,
Yeah I'm always the bad guy, say I'm cursed man
Call the f*cking rabbi
Never miss with my deadeye
Like I'm a Jedi
No red dead but I'm trying to get redemption
Trying to get a deal man get that extension
Too many people soul searching
Cops around the corner, they big lurking,
You know it's me Dreko speaking to you, yours truly
She bad but she hella moody,
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie
Arsonary crazy looking like Call of Duty,
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me, nah, nah you can't fool me
Just sitting in my room, laying on My bed, looking at the ceiling, high right now man, couldn't tell you What I'm feeling
I'm trying to find my purpose
This buzz gon' take me off the surface,
Probably think I'm a joke like I belong in a circus
But nah, that ain't my crowd, but they getting loud, I know if my cousin saw me now, man he would be proud
Shoot all spring green, I love my Team, hoes say I'm too mean
Hits from the bong, I'm floating, Crack your head like a egg, now you Yolking,
Man I'm running, I'm running
Obstacles in my way, I'm jumping, I'm jumping
This shit ain't nothing,
If it ain't me, I don't care what you bumping
This luck, I'ma turn it into Something
Too many people so searching
Cops around the corner, they big lurking
You know it's me, Dreko speaking to You, yours truly
She bad, but she hella moody
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie
Arsonary crazy, looking like Call of Duty,
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me
Nah, nah you can't fool me, nah you Can't fool me, nah, nah you can't fool Me, nah
Too many people so searching,
Cops around the corner, They big lurking
You know it's me, Dreko, speaking To you, yours truly
She bad, but she hella moody,
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie Arsonary crazy, looking like Call of Duty
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me
Nah, nah you can't fool me, nah you Can't fool me, nah
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I got a katana sword like I was on Kill Bill
Damn I need to chill, she ask me how much
Hold on, let me say that again
I got a katana sword like I was on Kill Bill
Damn I need to chill, she ask me How much money I want, say probably a mil
Look around like I'm playing I Spy
Bad bitch find this f*ck she looking Like Ice Spice,
Paint the town red with no tie dye
This is a beat I could just flow to Remember when I was a kid my dad would make beats with Pro Tools
This a vibe I could roll through,
Don't be surprised when I blow nigga I told you
This whole song was a freestyle I just wrote it down
Name of a gun cause I'm always spiffing these rounds,
The f*ck you doing on my level go and sit your ass down,
I want a bad bitch in a big house just to walk around where I grew up and say I'm the shit now
Throw a little money here and there, Shit they probably wouldn't even care so now I'm looking like a dick cause they all stare,
Yeah I'm always the bad guy, say I'm cursed man
Call the f*cking rabbi
Never miss with my deadeye
Like I'm a Jedi
No red dead but I'm trying to get redemption
Trying to get a deal man get that extension
Too many people soul searching
Cops around the corner, they big lurking,
You know it's me Dreko speaking to you, yours truly
She bad but she hella moody,
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie
Arsonary crazy looking like Call of Duty,
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me, nah, nah you can't fool me
Just sitting in my room, laying on My bed, looking at the ceiling, high right now man, couldn't tell you What I'm feeling
I'm trying to find my purpose
This buzz gon' take me off the surface,
Probably think I'm a joke like I belong in a circus
But nah, that ain't my crowd, but they getting loud, I know if my cousin saw me now, man he would be proud
Shoot all spring green, I love my Team, hoes say I'm too mean
Hits from the bong, I'm floating, Crack your head like a egg, now you Yolking,
Man I'm running, I'm running
Obstacles in my way, I'm jumping, I'm jumping
This shit ain't nothing,
If it ain't me, I don't care what you bumping
This luck, I'ma turn it into Something
Too many people so searching
Cops around the corner, they big lurking
You know it's me, Dreko speaking to You, yours truly
She bad, but she hella moody
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie
Arsonary crazy, looking like Call of Duty,
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me
Nah, nah you can't fool me, nah you Can't fool me, nah, nah you can't fool Me, nah
Too many people so searching,
Cops around the corner, They big lurking
You know it's me, Dreko, speaking To you, yours truly
She bad, but she hella moody,
Nice hips, she thick, she a real cutie Arsonary crazy, looking like Call of Duty
Ain't falling for your lies, you can't Fool me
Nah, nah you can't fool me, nah you Can't fool me, nah
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Writer: Brian Cantu
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