Welcome to Soul Land, OG's and some veterans
Yeah these are my brethren, you can see that the people respect them
And my people, we keep it progressive
Now Basss on it like Beethoven, that's Bassshoven
And if you talkin' that fundraising, it's guns blazin', I stay smokin
Drank three bottles of Four Cousins with my three cousins
That's Four Cousins, we all buzzin
More chuggin', fam time, the small somethings
Little things that matter to me, like ill strings on a rappity beat
Like Phi Ella and Kananji with the bars, they just be packin' the heat
Ain't got no degree, but I'm Fair in Hieght (Fahrenheit)
Pretty tall when I glare at mics, I need more shows
So you hear it right, do a thousand gigs, that's a terabyte
Well it's more like a thousand and twenty four (1048)
Oh you talkin' bout styles, I got plenty more
Where this came from, hella heavy dawg
I got hella bars in the reservoir, set it off
Now I see these jokers, it's mediocre, but we be over the top
You might see us blowin' like shisha on em
My team smokin' like pot, yeah that's cliche
But f*ck that man, that's what she said
Before she jumped all up on D's head
What he said? Man this beat's dead
And I'm gone
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English
Welcome to Soul Land, OG's and some veterans
Yeah these are my brethren, you can see that the people respect them
And my people, we keep it progressive
Now Basss on it like Beethoven, that's Bassshoven
And if you talkin' that fundraising, it's guns blazin', I stay smokin
Drank three bottles of Four Cousins with my three cousins
That's Four Cousins, we all buzzin
More chuggin', fam time, the small somethings
Little things that matter to me, like ill strings on a rappity beat
Like Phi Ella and Kananji with the bars, they just be packin' the heat
Ain't got no degree, but I'm Fair in Hieght (Fahrenheit)
Pretty tall when I glare at mics, I need more shows
So you hear it right, do a thousand gigs, that's a terabyte
Well it's more like a thousand and twenty four (1048)
Oh you talkin' bout styles, I got plenty more
Where this came from, hella heavy dawg
I got hella bars in the reservoir, set it off
Now I see these jokers, it's mediocre, but we be over the top
You might see us blowin' like shisha on em
My team smokin' like pot, yeah that's cliche
But f*ck that man, that's what she said
Before she jumped all up on D's head
What he said? Man this beat's dead
And I'm gone
Yeah these are my brethren, you can see that the people respect them
And my people, we keep it progressive
Now Basss on it like Beethoven, that's Bassshoven
And if you talkin' that fundraising, it's guns blazin', I stay smokin
Drank three bottles of Four Cousins with my three cousins
That's Four Cousins, we all buzzin
More chuggin', fam time, the small somethings
Little things that matter to me, like ill strings on a rappity beat
Like Phi Ella and Kananji with the bars, they just be packin' the heat
Ain't got no degree, but I'm Fair in Hieght (Fahrenheit)
Pretty tall when I glare at mics, I need more shows
So you hear it right, do a thousand gigs, that's a terabyte
Well it's more like a thousand and twenty four (1048)
Oh you talkin' bout styles, I got plenty more
Where this came from, hella heavy dawg
I got hella bars in the reservoir, set it off
Now I see these jokers, it's mediocre, but we be over the top
You might see us blowin' like shisha on em
My team smokin' like pot, yeah that's cliche
But f*ck that man, that's what she said
Before she jumped all up on D's head
What he said? Man this beat's dead
And I'm gone
Writer: Yamikani Chigaru
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid