Soul Itchin

(album: Sauce Ghetto Gospel 3 - 2022)

(We got that DZ drip 'fore I paid the rent)
Oowee

I been pouring out my feelings lately, nobody can hear it
Just me and myself arguing with my millions
Half inside me wanna save it all, my other half steering
Having nice things wasn't raised at all, we only had tears
Now it's Balenciaga, Louis, Prada on my peers
Bathing Ape my tires, I just drive through all my fears
Looking in your eyes and I see lies, it's so clear
You ain't really one of my kind, that's fake love that appear
A whole 'nother year, I'm on a whole 'nother pier
A different level of greatness that you would never come near
A different level of fakeness when you get up in that chair
That's the throne, nigga
Who really crack a smile when everything is wrong with 'em?
Ain't nobody break a bone with 'em, put a loan in 'em
Shit, won't even make a song with 'em, Cheech and Chong with 'em
Spider-Man scene, I'm all Venom, put my claws in 'em
Suwoop Blood gang had dogs hit 'em, they brought paws with 'em
Sauce Wood Winnin, JT, Mike D, me, yeah, we all spinners
Took so many L's off in these streets, now we all winners
You ain't gotta share this life with me, see, you can pause, nigga
Pause, nigga, I had no choice, my mama broke the laws, nigga
Herederitary
What you know about being locked up for some Februaries?
You left your bitch out there at work being a secretary
She tryna get it up out the dirt, you think she fucking Jerry
See, doing that time is scary
When don't nobody answer when you be calling and they stalling
You tryna go bust the store 'cause commissary in the morning
You just got off restriction, but the warden still tripping
You been flirting with them guards, you think your gal at home tricking
See, doing that time wicked
Make you think about doing that crime different
Punching that line different
Freedom make you pour up a line, zip it
Pouring the joy, sip it
Never got an award, but know I'm gifted how my soul lifted
I inspired the ghetto and these kids, that was my whole mission
I inspired the world to break these girls with my own pimping
I inspired the game before my fame, they stole my whole dripping
Solidified my name through all the flame, so I ain't even tripping
Boys signing labels to bend over and catch a whole whipping
Won't see any of my clothes missing
If anything, a couple rounds up out my chrome missing
From taking aim, we gunned him down and sent him on fishing
It's such a shame how we can't settle out our own difference
This got my soul itching
This got my soul itching
This got my soul itching
I call it soul itching