Rippin yo heart out but not through ya chest
Ima put whole arm down your throat in yo neck
I do my all shit physical you need a vest
To protect won't reflect all my demons they guest in my mind
But leave when we spark up a sess
YOU GOTTA TECH
Give me sec, You wanna attack?
I came through with fist, when you had the gat, you duck like Aflac
Gooey Gander Niggas, yeah they are all cap
Pop him like soda, top off the maybach
Do it wid my fist, 90's okay that
Friday how I live, where are the J's at?
Smokey in the crib, where is the trey at
Roaches never live, put em in woods, pack
She said you was small just like a tic tac
Now she f*ck wid me, I gotta big pack
Lame growin up
Fame glowing up traction
Track suit adidas, cause I'm ready for the action
Lights, camera, sponsor, lookin at myself past tense
Steve Jobs blessed, innovation get ta macin
Kiss face emoji, bitches send wid hella passion
Ion send it back, ion show no compassion
1 Tripple 9 Toyota was wrap then
Now whip rari's seat belts never fasten (Skkrt)
Inhaling the pen, tech got me here hackin
Then I hit a jay, cause the first was practice
Best of both worlds, got new an old magic
Feds hate fantasies, drop dead, tragic
When I needed money, I was still gettin bagged then
Back then, i should've moved more systematic
Execute a plan with the grams, like madden
Yeah I'm a receiver but I'm also passin
Phloee - On My Soul Lyrics
Phloee - On My Soul Lyrics
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Rippin yo heart out but not through ya chest
Ima put whole arm down your throat in yo neck
I do my all shit physical you need a vest
To protect won't reflect all my demons they guest in my mind
But leave when we spark up a sess
YOU GOTTA TECH
Give me sec, You wanna attack?
I came through with fist, when you had the gat, you duck like Aflac
Gooey Gander Niggas, yeah they are all cap
Pop him like soda, top off the maybach
Do it wid my fist, 90's okay that
Friday how I live, where are the J's at?
Smokey in the crib, where is the trey at
Roaches never live, put em in woods, pack
She said you was small just like a tic tac
Now she f*ck wid me, I gotta big pack
Lame growin up
Fame glowing up traction
Track suit adidas, cause I'm ready for the action
Lights, camera, sponsor, lookin at myself past tense
Steve Jobs blessed, innovation get ta macin
Kiss face emoji, bitches send wid hella passion
Ion send it back, ion show no compassion
1 Tripple 9 Toyota was wrap then
Now whip rari's seat belts never fasten (Skkrt)
Inhaling the pen, tech got me here hackin
Then I hit a jay, cause the first was practice
Best of both worlds, got new an old magic
Feds hate fantasies, drop dead, tragic
When I needed money, I was still gettin bagged then
Back then, i should've moved more systematic
Execute a plan with the grams, like madden
Yeah I'm a receiver but I'm also passin
Ima put whole arm down your throat in yo neck
I do my all shit physical you need a vest
To protect won't reflect all my demons they guest in my mind
But leave when we spark up a sess
YOU GOTTA TECH
Give me sec, You wanna attack?
I came through with fist, when you had the gat, you duck like Aflac
Gooey Gander Niggas, yeah they are all cap
Pop him like soda, top off the maybach
Do it wid my fist, 90's okay that
Friday how I live, where are the J's at?
Smokey in the crib, where is the trey at
Roaches never live, put em in woods, pack
She said you was small just like a tic tac
Now she f*ck wid me, I gotta big pack
Lame growin up
Fame glowing up traction
Track suit adidas, cause I'm ready for the action
Lights, camera, sponsor, lookin at myself past tense
Steve Jobs blessed, innovation get ta macin
Kiss face emoji, bitches send wid hella passion
Ion send it back, ion show no compassion
1 Tripple 9 Toyota was wrap then
Now whip rari's seat belts never fasten (Skkrt)
Inhaling the pen, tech got me here hackin
Then I hit a jay, cause the first was practice
Best of both worlds, got new an old magic
Feds hate fantasies, drop dead, tragic
When I needed money, I was still gettin bagged then
Back then, i should've moved more systematic
Execute a plan with the grams, like madden
Yeah I'm a receiver but I'm also passin
Writer: Phillip Reed
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