The Soul (Pt. 2)

Yeah-yeah
Soul
REASON
Yeah, one-two, one-two, one-two
Yeah-yeah
Look (Look)

In world full of talented talent there's still beginners
We work out to stand out, it panned out, we became them niggas
Team of avengers, ironic, showed up with vision
Hard work and persistence, look "Reason" that definition
I came for it, shit was in mind, mentally inking my name on it
Put the pride to the side, niggas had vision and stayed on it
Fuck if the fame on it, this love, nigga
Made it out without having to be a thug nigga
Smelling nicotine, codeine, killers and drug dealers
Came accustom to it, mix that with direction
We created struggle music, so when Murphy's Law kick in
Get gritting, we hustle through it, this real, nigga, the feel different
Never told a pair of lies, crazy, I don't feel niggas
Back next to the wall, transform and I Bradley Beal niggas (Nigga)
Shoot through it like Duke Nukem with mills
Pictures painted of forgotten times
Sitting on some bars, let 'em starve
Now they're writing lines, I been sick with it (Uh)
Script flipping more than promiscuous thick women (Uh)
So, please don't compare me to niggas, this shit different
REASON rather be mentioned with 'Pac and the big niggas
Rest in peace, nigga, no fronting, do it for the soul of it
Niggas used to tell me I was aiming too high
Shad Moss niggas only claiming they fly
This is Bruce Wayne spirit, staring Bane in his eyes
Caution up on the rise, nigga, this ain't a surprise
Soul

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I think you niggas had me fucked up for waiting so long
In turn we need it now when the patience is on
I feel like Scott Summers when the lasers is on
I see everything red and everything dead and everything scared
I sat and spoke to Dot, and I listened to everything said
I mean, everything
So much that when it's not said, I hear it
Like, when the nigga laughed, I heard him mock a nigga spirit
Like "You'll never get there," well, now
Look, I'm on Top and I'm near it (You're so close, so close)
In other words I tricked myself to stay famished
But be humble and take balance, repetitive, I need challenge
I need you new niggas to please do something to excite a nigga
Get in their brain or just say something to spite a nigga
Shit, 'cause I been getting bored (Bored)
Just chilling, throwing darts at the wall
Dreaming of the GOATs and how my name not involved
I'm having issues with that, what issues?
I'm having issues 'cause I ain't finished
I'm having issues 'cause I'm still repenting
I'm having issues 'cause I'm still a nigga
I'm having issues 'cause Musa King keep preaching
You can't move around solo no more, you getting bigger
Yeah, I been getting bigger
So much bigger that my ego see my body
And it's struggling to fit up in it
Top screaming, "Patience, my nigga"
But this industry keep playing with a nigga, I see y'all playing
See jokes about South Africa, REASON, now I seem real
See jokes about how I'm not really with Top and I'm with Dreamville
Niggas pronounce my name wrong, tell me that I ain't did much
See y'all mistake my name for Logic's, y'all got me fucked up
How you compare a nigga that take from culture
Versus a nigga that's forward? This shit getting boring
My limits are soaring, the industry snoring
Leave my city? Nah, nigga, I'm here to restore it
I'm here to explore it, I'm nipped to the corn
I'm not finna forfeit, I'm not, shh
I'm not gon' have my block look foreign
You see my name nigga, you're not gonna ignore it
You're not gonna ignore it
My pockets is hurting, I'm constantly working
My mom in the hood, but she don't deserve it
I do this for the soul of it
And scared of laying in dirt, nigga, we rose from it
The game is mine, it's not yours, like nose running
Swag dripping like water
It's ironic how these hoes run into a nigga
This ain't a game, this a scrimmage and I kill it time after time
This shit feeling reminiscing, line after line
This shit feeling like petition, still, homies dying
This shit feeling like a sickness
Ain't like none of these other niggas, I'm different
Say something 'bout the capping nigga, I'm tripping
REASON the new soldier in front tryna leave his brand broken
It ain't gon' end how you want, soul