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G Herbo

On My Soul

 

On My Soul

(album: Welcome To Fazoland - 2014)


[Hook: Lil Herb]
On my soul
Lost too many of my niggas out here in that field (On my soul)
My niggas my niggas one hunnit' ya'll niggas ain't real (On my soul)
War time niggas ain't on non', my niggas gon' drill (On my soul)
Young nigga all I know is get money give a fuck how they feel (On my soul)

[Verse 1: Lil Herb]
On my soul in the field, 'member plain nights
Toting pipes, trapping selling white trynna get it right
Came straight from the block now I'm on the mic
Cockroaches all in the trap, used too spend the night
Yeah nigga I need the money, fuck fame
Ima' stay the same, never change
I be with the gang, sipping purple lean, switching lanes
30's in they hands, so don't run up on this Range, jewels run up in yo' brain boy
Real nigga everybody should clap for me
But in the field everybody don't clap for me
My niggas real guaranteed they gon' clap for me so when I get them bills Ima' pay for they accuracy
Now everybody juss' be plotting on everybody, the feds prolly' putting dead bodies on there bodies
And these niggas snakes, I ain't rocking wit' everybody
If any nigga play, we got choppas' for everybody
A couple niggas might've said they my mans prolly'
But understand, I'm that nigga to everybody
He ain't from the land then he ain't my mans prolly
We got a song then he payed me the bands obviously
Bitch can't ask me for my money man, bitch over my dead body
And I promise that my money won't stop Ima' stack 'till I get too the top, put it...

[Hook: Lil Herb]
On my soul
Lost too many of my niggas out here in that field (On my soul)
My niggas my niggas one hunnit' ya'll niggas ain't real (On my soul)
War time niggas ain't on non', my niggas gon' drill (On my soul)
Young nigga all I know is get money give a fuck how they feel (On my soul)

[Bridge: Lil Reese]
Ha
You's a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Okay yo' clique a buncha' woulda' shoulda' coulda' niggas
(Fufu!) You juss' a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Give a fuck 'bout what you woulda' shoulda' coulda-nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Herb]
Man I can't do shit for no nigga, niggas never did shit for me (On my soul)
Right before when I was pulling them bands, niggas wasn't in that shit wit' me (On my soul)
Now everybody wanna hold out they hand, boy you can't get shit from me (On my soul)
R.I.P. Lil' Roc, Vito, Fazo and real Pistol P (On my soul)

Smoke a blunt now I'm back at it [x3]
I'm working hard 'cuz my tape shoulda' been dropped
And bro's shit going nuts for the crack addicts

Meanwhile bitch I'm focused on my mathematics
All this money in the world, yeah I gotta have it
I ain't tricking on a bitch, that's a bad habit
I'm juss' whipping at my wrist for a black Aston
I'm riding 'round through the city blowing loud by the fifty run up on me and we black masking
I don't ride wit' the mask but I ride wit' the Mag, I juss' drive and the Macs blasting

[Hook: Lil Herb]
On my soul
Lost too many of my niggas out here in that field (On my soul)
My niggas my niggas one hunnit' ya'll niggas ain't real (On my soul)
War time niggas ain't on non', my niggas gon' drill (On my soul)
Young nigga all I know is get money give a fuck how they feel (On my soul)

[Bridge: Lil Reese]
Ha
You's a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Okay yo' clique a buncha' woulda' shoulda' coulda' niggas
You juss' a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Give a fuck 'bout what you woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Reese]
You's a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
My niggas on the block they'll shoot you take all yo' figures
If you holding on the low I need that lil' fuckin' nigga
If you hold , you say you got it the shit witcho' niggas
If you gettin' money lil' nigga you should feed everybody on the block
Say he hot, how the fuck he hot when his fucking album juss' flopped?
My niggas getting money, getting money we ain't even gotta be on that block
Yo' bitch gon' go, she gon' go anyway 'cuz she know the squad hot
Fuck all that shoulda' coulda' woulda' shit les' get to it
These old ass rappers they old as fuck they needa' sit down and get to it
And a nigga like me stay high steady rolling up Swishers fuck Backwoods
Lil' nigga get the top, push back on my block everyday nigga I'm good

[Hook: Lil Herb]
On my soul
Lost too many of my niggas out here in that field (On my soul)
My niggas my niggas one hunnit' ya'll niggas ain't real (On my soul)
War time niggas ain't on non', my niggas gon' drill (On my soul)
Young nigga all I know is get money give a fuck how they feel (On my soul)

[Bridge: Lil Reese]
Ha
You's a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Okay yo' clique a buncha' woulda' shoulda' coulda' niggas
(Fufu!) You juss' a woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga
Give a fuck 'bout what you woulda' shoulda' coulda' nigga

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