Yea
Yea
Aye
Confidence a mask for some, it's braggadocious
I'm from a city where the sun stays lower than the hope is
Concrete jungle tryna find where the rose is
Somewhere between from where they slang and feed they noses
Never got praise for success, i was supposed to
Only time tells the doves apart from vultures
Homies can't help but lie, they swear they down
Til they get jealous and forget you showed em where the ropes is
They jump and end up hanging themselves, they f*cking roaches
Never take a dollar if you ain't know what the cost is
Aye, I never quit on a dream, and if I did,
I made a bag and a half, dog, you know this
Nerds sell they soul for hope of being noticed
Every where I go I'm pulling out in something foreign
And I don't mean a whip, but she tired from the V8
She's like Meek Mill in the pool, hurting, gotta ice her cakes
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
One time for my nemesis
I walk around smiling but I'm colder than December is
I gotta keep it pushing, plucking chickens til they featherless
Fools thinking they can pay the rent with their relevance
I had to hide tears every time I seen my pops crying
Everybody saying they real but I don't buy it
Center for Disease named me I'm a known problem
Thinking that they out of their league til I globe trot 'em
High stepper, but I never held a nine
And I never stole a Rollie, I just took a little time
You ain't understand the value of life until you dying
Ain't a man alive that could give me power unless it's Nas
Ethan Bence - OLD SOUL Lyrics
Ethan Bence - OLD SOUL Lyrics
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Yea
Yea
Aye
Confidence a mask for some, it's braggadocious
I'm from a city where the sun stays lower than the hope is
Concrete jungle tryna find where the rose is
Somewhere between from where they slang and feed they noses
Never got praise for success, i was supposed to
Only time tells the doves apart from vultures
Homies can't help but lie, they swear they down
Til they get jealous and forget you showed em where the ropes is
They jump and end up hanging themselves, they f*cking roaches
Never take a dollar if you ain't know what the cost is
Aye, I never quit on a dream, and if I did,
I made a bag and a half, dog, you know this
Nerds sell they soul for hope of being noticed
Every where I go I'm pulling out in something foreign
And I don't mean a whip, but she tired from the V8
She's like Meek Mill in the pool, hurting, gotta ice her cakes
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
One time for my nemesis
I walk around smiling but I'm colder than December is
I gotta keep it pushing, plucking chickens til they featherless
Fools thinking they can pay the rent with their relevance
I had to hide tears every time I seen my pops crying
Everybody saying they real but I don't buy it
Center for Disease named me I'm a known problem
Thinking that they out of their league til I globe trot 'em
High stepper, but I never held a nine
And I never stole a Rollie, I just took a little time
You ain't understand the value of life until you dying
Ain't a man alive that could give me power unless it's Nas
Yea
Aye
Confidence a mask for some, it's braggadocious
I'm from a city where the sun stays lower than the hope is
Concrete jungle tryna find where the rose is
Somewhere between from where they slang and feed they noses
Never got praise for success, i was supposed to
Only time tells the doves apart from vultures
Homies can't help but lie, they swear they down
Til they get jealous and forget you showed em where the ropes is
They jump and end up hanging themselves, they f*cking roaches
Never take a dollar if you ain't know what the cost is
Aye, I never quit on a dream, and if I did,
I made a bag and a half, dog, you know this
Nerds sell they soul for hope of being noticed
Every where I go I'm pulling out in something foreign
And I don't mean a whip, but she tired from the V8
She's like Meek Mill in the pool, hurting, gotta ice her cakes
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
Young man on a long road, hey
Hard times make the man cold, hey
Worn down I'm an old soul
Will it end only lord knows
One time for my nemesis
I walk around smiling but I'm colder than December is
I gotta keep it pushing, plucking chickens til they featherless
Fools thinking they can pay the rent with their relevance
I had to hide tears every time I seen my pops crying
Everybody saying they real but I don't buy it
Center for Disease named me I'm a known problem
Thinking that they out of their league til I globe trot 'em
High stepper, but I never held a nine
And I never stole a Rollie, I just took a little time
You ain't understand the value of life until you dying
Ain't a man alive that could give me power unless it's Nas
Writer: Ethan Grey Bence
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave