Soulfood

Uh uh uh, uh uh uh, yeah Aye, niggas forgot how to get some money and shut the fuck up Yeah, uh, yeah, uh I let the blood dry a little bit Then keep it pushin', been the coda since a little jit No patience in us gotta get it for the pigment I've been surrounded by the breadwinners getting chips I pray I never see the bottom of the bank Take my soul and line it up we at the bottom of the ranks I got some problems let me faint Niggas want 100 of me, tryna give it, but I can't Give twenty niggas five percent and hope they chillin', and they straight I shoot some texts and go to sleep It's 8 P.M. but I dont give a fuck I'm resting deep I'm fifteen, already feeling like I play for keeps If you don't get the needle moving, why the fuck I need to speak? See it ain't even disrespect, just how I'm movin' now Only in my psyche giving doubt, then get to movin' out Nigga get to movin' out, nigga get movin' out (Alright) Look, I got a hundred missed calls Feeling like shit when I'm in these walls Fumble the currency we gotta brawl Fumble the currency we gotta brawl Stumbling thru my days 4L If the love fake then I can't really tell Leaving my life, then I'm wishing you well You leaving my life, then I'm wishing you well I can't hold grudges no more 'Cause that shit'll eat up a nigga to crumbs Y'all niggas not thuggin' no more But tell me what happened to leaving the slums Y'all niggas is not God Not tryna hear judgin' no more Not tryna hear judgin' no more (Yeah) Y'all niggas is not God