This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
I seen shoe box money
Way before I knew my shoes size
I was smoking 9 years old I swear to God was too fried
I know what I'm doing I ain't tripping got my shoes tied
I'm who she pursuing wanna flood me like the levee
1050 and 448 we rock like Teletubbies
Bad ass bitch I'm talking bad like rebellious
I seen a whole million dollars cash and I'm gon' get it
Rolling off a pill the trap still rolling like Perellis
Might go armageddon too smart not a felon
The trap inside my blood inside my cells I gotta sell it
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
Lived a rocky life but I made diamonds like a jeweler
Like Versace she gon' charge me for the head yea medusa
Serve the fans at my show they know I'm smoking on the truth-est
Was a kid we got pulled over I got out the car and called em losers
I seen gun fire exchange treat a nigga like a range
When you really from that shit it's just some things you can't explain
Hit my mama on the text she say "Good morning did you pray?"
From the concrete a rose grew you gotta feel me
I really meant we jumped the gates when I told ya we jumped the gates
But we straight
How my cousins beefing that ain't okay
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
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This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
I seen shoe box money
Way before I knew my shoes size
I was smoking 9 years old I swear to God was too fried
I know what I'm doing I ain't tripping got my shoes tied
I'm who she pursuing wanna flood me like the levee
1050 and 448 we rock like Teletubbies
Bad ass bitch I'm talking bad like rebellious
I seen a whole million dollars cash and I'm gon' get it
Rolling off a pill the trap still rolling like Perellis
Might go armageddon too smart not a felon
The trap inside my blood inside my cells I gotta sell it
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
Lived a rocky life but I made diamonds like a jeweler
Like Versace she gon' charge me for the head yea medusa
Serve the fans at my show they know I'm smoking on the truth-est
Was a kid we got pulled over I got out the car and called em losers
I seen gun fire exchange treat a nigga like a range
When you really from that shit it's just some things you can't explain
Hit my mama on the text she say "Good morning did you pray?"
From the concrete a rose grew you gotta feel me
I really meant we jumped the gates when I told ya we jumped the gates
But we straight
How my cousins beefing that ain't okay
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
I seen shoe box money
Way before I knew my shoes size
I was smoking 9 years old I swear to God was too fried
I know what I'm doing I ain't tripping got my shoes tied
I'm who she pursuing wanna flood me like the levee
1050 and 448 we rock like Teletubbies
Bad ass bitch I'm talking bad like rebellious
I seen a whole million dollars cash and I'm gon' get it
Rolling off a pill the trap still rolling like Perellis
Might go armageddon too smart not a felon
The trap inside my blood inside my cells I gotta sell it
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
Lived a rocky life but I made diamonds like a jeweler
Like Versace she gon' charge me for the head yea medusa
Serve the fans at my show they know I'm smoking on the truth-est
Was a kid we got pulled over I got out the car and called em losers
I seen gun fire exchange treat a nigga like a range
When you really from that shit it's just some things you can't explain
Hit my mama on the text she say "Good morning did you pray?"
From the concrete a rose grew you gotta feel me
I really meant we jumped the gates when I told ya we jumped the gates
But we straight
How my cousins beefing that ain't okay
This shit from the soul
It's God not luck
Who harder that you know
I'm going way up
Going way way past the coast
The shit is not a haux
We getting bread let's make a toast
This ain't bragging this ain't boast
Been around blocks was only 4 and I knew what they was for
Knew not to use that bowl this shit from the soul
Writer: Dwan Gray
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