Skip Ad   Taylor Swift's Top Albums       "Soul" lyrics Tsu Surf Lyrics Play "Soul" on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Soul" That's what they gon' do, man, they gon' talk Just act like they slidin' They ain't slidin', I promise That's cap Gang, uh It's about that paper, flip hard by the somersault Ask me how I get this way, feel like it's my mother fault Heart a little cold, apologize how I come across Niggas change every day, miss me with that brother talk If you ain't got me like I got you, don't tell me you got me If we ain't smokin' on the finest, don't tell me it's broccoli From like the coldest climate, cloth cut, perfect linin' All my hitters dumb as hell, all my bitches open-minded Ask me was I scared to die, I ain't really show it yet Uber Eat the beef, we gotta speak, we at his doorstep Couldn't leave the stoop, bought the trap to the porch step Gang nights got me with post trauma like a war vet Tell the plug trust me with it, pray this shit turn out Candles where the body was, and them shits burned out Funny world, kinda strange Everybody holla "gang" Ho ask questions, when it's time to go it's time to bang Light the whole city up, block like the Time Square It get cold where we at, .40s in the Moncler Leave the pack, show the pack, man made grown calls Lil' homie rollin' 'round, waitin' on that phone call Lawyer spanked another case, nigga doin' good now Text some Windex, they know to spray that whole hood down Another day, another dollar, another opp a problem Grey got hit, I tried to mop the lil' nigga who shot him Roll the Backwoods, I been in my duffel One minute they hate you, next minute they say they love you Still be tryna ride through the South Still know the weakest link