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