Lyrics

Inquiry, deep dance That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I done been broke I ain't 'bout to go back no more, back no more (I ain't 'bout to go back no more) (Soul) that's on my soul I got niggas locked down right now in that hole They ain't home That's on my soul (soul) I ain't fucking no bitches I'm putting everybody on hold, everybody on hold (hold) That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I never bend or fold, I ain't breaking no code I ain't breaking no code Woah, I got cheese now (yeah-yeah) Please don't make me put a real shooter on speed dial Plug been shooting them bricks and I'm just waiting at the bottom for the rebound (Young Moe) Hoes getting down on they knees now (yeah) Weed so strong, lil' bitch you can't be loud (skrrh) Bro don't move without heat now (now) If Scooter was here then my nigga would be proud All of these bitches but I don't be loving none (I don't be loving) Left my old bitch and I got me another one (I got it) Cut off my niggas 'cause they was some haters (there were haters) I stuck to the book and I got me some paper (my papa) When I got back in the hole These niggas colors was starting to show (was starting to show) Bitches was leaving a nigga on hold I'm touching my fingers, can't count on a soul (I got it) And I was like woah Same niggas outside, they ain't pulling up to none of my shows But that's how it goes (that's how it goes) And them was my bros (them was bros) I ain't 'bout to fall for none of y'all bait (bait) So I gotta keep it on the front of my waist (waist) I can see the hate in everyone of y'all face (nevermind) That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I done been broke I ain't 'bout to go back no more, back no more (I ain't 'bout to go back no more) (Soul) that's on my soul I got niggas locked down right now in that hole They ain't home That's on my soul (soul) I ain't fucking no bitches I'm putting everybody on hold, everybody on hold (hold) That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I never bend or fold I ain't breaking no code I ain't breaking no code (Gates, it's over) I used to stand in the trap With dope boy on Maryland Street (true story) Lebron James in the dope game Cocaine carry the Heat Several attempts, barely got skimmed Here for a reason, apparent to me (boom-boom-boom, stop) Used to spook out, whip the tool out Blow it at you for starin' at me Hoes that I done fucked without the rubber Bless to even say a nigga touched 'em (there's more) All I got is one life to live Blessed to say I made it out the struggle (Alhamdulillah) All I like is one type of bitch We can't keep in touch if you ain't slutty Bone crushing, heart so troubled Gutter, you ain't never gotta love me (got 'em) (hmm) I can admit it that I need my long lost love Sexual healing, been missin' your energy, feelings been all tossed up I can admit it that I be pretendin', when drippin' I'm all sauced up Although, it'll kill me to send it I stand on that business I'm all bossed up That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I done been broke I ain't 'bout to go back no more, back no more (I ain't 'bout to go back no more) (Soul) that's on my soul I got niggas locked down right now in that hole They ain't home That's on my soul (soul) I ain't fucking no bitches I'm putting everybody on hold, everybody on hold (hold) That's on my soul (that's on my soul) I never bend or fold I ain't breaking no code I ain't breaking no code (Gates, it over)
Writer(s): Robert Summers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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