Old Soul (feat. Grey Mackenzi)

I got my new sound from my old flow And i got my new whip from my old hoe I got my new weed from my old bro Cause of my old soul it made an awesome wave I got my new sound from my old flow And i got my new whip from my old hoe I got my new weed from my old bro Cause of my old soul it made an awesome wave Nigga Doin 90 on a 60 on the freeway Yeah I'm strapped up so I'll be okay Been in my own lane since I rocked waves I'm too smart wit life so I skipped grades Education takes some patients so does coming up And lazy parents throwing money make kids so corrupt Grown folks not growing up that's what it's come too Fuck what the mouth say See what the body do So you want it Heard you want it from d So I say just follow closely catch the soul of a beat Put the rhythm in ya soles in ya toes and yo feet And let it travel up yo spine till control is complete See here we got the finest of the herb and weed Take a puff inhale exhale and then flot off yo seat Now we dancein in the clouds chest to chest cheek to cheek Didn't know what ever well be till you dive in the dream Like bangerang me homes Number one Klingon Too infinity and then beyond I be wit you kin like we best friends and then beyond And well have a party wit a cake that well be on Like me homes But I know that you love it that's just how it would seam See I see it in the twinkel in yo eyes start to gleam Yeah the fame is something dangerous don't chase my g Go ahead don't listen to me and just follow your dream till you king I be Riding out in public Smoking weed in public Doing what I wanna like it's just me in public I be Riding out in public Smoking weed in public Doing what I wanna like it's just me in public Look Bust what they say Bust what they do They run they mouth I run my crew I run my legs I get it now Creep up and kill it Build with my niggas How does it feel To run the world To get it nigga Don't feed the fam Go feed the streets You got a million Don't pop that champagne She gone pop that pussy regardless nigga Get her a business Help her go out and she can get it You got some visions And you need figures and so you figure Roll up and hit it Then sell go and sell it homies feel it And if your wish is To go head and lift up your phyisic Then come stick with us Cuz we gone make itregardless And we gone run this city with this old soul Around us Nigga