Soul Cry
(专辑: Bleu Vandross 3 - 2020)
(Jwestbeats) Let the
beat talk (Ayy, Elxyee, you counting up) (Ayy, Cameron, you the
man now) Yeah Something 'bout this money, it did something to my ego I
remember late nights, me and Al Geno I
was in the
studio tryna make it out I
brung Boosie to the
city and they broke up in your spot And we tried to shake back, but I
can't lie, they took a
lot Same niggas' pockets hurting now, Bleu done took your spot, yeah I'ma tell the
truth, we was hanging out the
roofs Living like we bulletproof, only vibe with a
few That's when we in the
Ghost, and I
told you 'bout my life And I
knew then from that conversation you might be my wife You gave me a
lil' boy, I
didn't know I
can do it twice Don't go nowhere, I
need you in my life Had to pray 'cause I
got demons in my sight Gotta pray 'cause I
see demons through the
night What the
fuck this really mean if we don't fight? Girl, it's gon' be alright, come take my hand I
swear to God I
got a
plan to be a
better man Let the
beat go Listen to my soul cry Yeah, it sound like Every year I
got a
new one die Listen to my soul cry Back three years ago, everybody used to laugh 'Cause I
signed with Boosie label, he ain't give me no advance I
was sleeping on Tamir couch, but knew I
had a
plan Three months later, I
made two hundred bands Six months later, I
made eight hundred bands Hottest nigga in my city with a
fan Every bag I
got, I
split it with the
fam Fucked up a
couple thousand, bought a
Lam I
was young and reckless, I
ain't give a
damn, yeah Take me up to jail, they want a
hundred thousand for the
bond If I
had that money then to fight that case, he would've won Been going through the
storm, but I
gotta get these coins Tell me if you with me or not, I'm so torn Let the
beat go And I
gave the
streets banger after banger Listen to my soul cry Ain't none of this shit stepped on, nigga Yeah, it sound like R.I.P. Vell Every year I
got a
new one die R.I.P G-Money Listen to my soul cry It's too many sticks in the
party, we on dumb shit I
don't like to fuck with no rubber, I
just cum quick Fuck with me, you niggas in trouble, Vietnam shit Hit they block at three in the
morning, don't give no warning VMG, this shit 'Luminati and we got sworn in Came into this rap game thugging, I
was born in I'm stacking money with some niggas from the
trenches Street nigga, I
could turn a
quarter to a
million Real estate, I
just turned my house into a
building Put two hundred racks up in the
wall for my children You wan' get money, you gon' get it any means I
got 50K for any nigga intervene I
don't fuck with rats, I
had to keep that shit a
bean Nigga wanna fight, I
told him keep it in the
ring Aretha Franklin, let them bitches sing Aretha Franklin, let them bitches sing I
ain't never changed on my niggas, yeah Keeping it the
same with my niggas, yeah Listen to my soul cry Listen to my soul cry Listen to my soul cry Every year I
got a
new one die