FreeFlo - Bare My Soul Lyrics

I go for the gold, ain't no bronze in this bitch Anything that I want, I'ma get it
021, that's the city I'm reppin' Book and pen, that's the deadliest weapon
I'm the shit, that's the only time I come second Come in close, let me teach you a lesson
Don't focus on others, you gon' miss your blessings Believe in yourself, it's a simple investment

Look, I already been there, I already done that I already know that life ain't fair
You can never see what I saw All my ups and my downs, all the times that I did not care
Workin' at 9 to 5, just so a young nigga can survive Minimum wage, make it a phase
Just till I'm on the rise Me and my niggas gon' pop off

Whippin Bentley coupe, yeah, with the top off house in the hills for my mom and my dad
For makin' it work When we had jack
Trap out the back, man, I lived in the shack Now I got acres and that was the plan
Don't talk to me if it's not about some bands Paper cuts, cause of the money at hand

I just wanna bare my soul I just have to let y'all know
That there's no man I fear, only G-O-D Put your F-double-E-T in my shoes
Then you'll see what I mean Chase my dreams without goin' to sleep
Pray the Lord that my soul, he must keep

Then I run it up, nigga, step to me if you are dumb enough
Had to dumb it down for the competition Gave you chance after chance just to catch up
I'm not talkin' bout condiments, but I'ma show you what's common sense
See some fools on your phone and you follow them

While my goons in them streets with them hollow tips
Makin' noise with them tings that you see on TV
This is not USA, but where I am, it's land of the Free
Flo, man, I used to be a zero

Now I'm the neighborhood hero
Damn, I'm the man
Speakin' my shit, yeah, I'm feelin' myself
They be like, man, what's the plan

Getting that wealth, take care of the fam, yeah

What's good, nigga
Oh, my God
Excuse me, Mr. Dubois
Well, I said, um..
What's REALLY good

I'm not gon' tell you that it's gon' be easy
But if you put work in, it's always gon' show

I spit ingredients, food for thought, changing perspective
I feel like I've been on a roll and they've been on my case
Cause I keep talking facts, so I keep this shit brief
Like there's no turning back

Cause if you turn your back, they gon' talk, they gon' stab
They gon' say that you this, they gon' say that you that
Drown out the noise, stick to your path
I promise that it's gon' work out in the end

Filling the void, make that shit last
Don't forget about your family and friends
I say what I mean and I mean what I say
So whenever I speak, I'm gon' speak from my chest

I am the B-E-S-T, that's no C-A-P
I'm like G-O-D in the flesh
I just wanna stack the money up
Then count it til the sun sets

Hard work or dummy luck
I don't care how I'm gon' get it
One thing is I will, though
Chill, chill, chill, chill, bro

Your time is coming, nigga
My time right now, let's go

Pray the Lord that my soul, it must keep