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Sol

100 Songs

 

100 Songs

(album: The Headspace Traveler - 2016)


I got that Fugee La lit up that Killa
Roll big Ls uptown go figure
Fuck with the Zilla none one realer
Mention my name better pay my lawyer
Gotta bible on my bed stand
Condoms in my left hands
I just wanna party with my kinfolk
And kick it with a nympho
I pray the preacher save my soul
I hate it when they hate on low
But love me when they play my shows, woah
They just wanna take my role
They wish that they could say they were Sol
I don't give a light-skinned half-Haitian damn
If you understand what it mean to be me
Momma taught me they won't see you they just
Seeing what they wanna see
I'm exactly where they wanna be

I pray that they don't go blind trying to fuck with my shine
Woah, yay!
If it's a sign of the times Guess my shit bout to blow
Woah, yay!

And it goes
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay

Hol' up!
What a 100, 000 follows if you never been a leader
You ain't talking you just tweeting, you just DM hoes
I love these rappers like my brothers, and that's one hundred forever
I send em positive vibes, I think they need it most
But if you want get the fame, I guess you need to know
When you do your thing, people throw em' stones
I got nothing but love and ain't afraid to show it
Still doing em' favors and they ain't even know it
I know you just keep saying I won't
I thinking that you praying I don't, I might
Write 100 songs right now
I got a lot of thoughts right now
I think they just wanna end me
But they are not my enemies
I got friends that I call family
And family that can't stand me
Never pick up the phone

Yo Sol, it's [*bleep*]
Still in New York I'm just calling to let you know
I'll be in the Northwest
Give me a link
Seattle's not too far away

I pray that they don't go blind trying to fuck with my shine
Woah, yay!
If it's a sign of the times Guess my shit bout to blow
Woah, yay!

And it goes
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay
Yay-a-a-a-ay

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