"Soul Ties" lyrics

Yeah (Yo, my nigga Tayo)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ain't no love for me, you picked your side, you could've had it all
I'm off Adderall, I'm the one that you can bet it all on, I'm the last one standin' tall
I'm the one that you could leave a hundred racks in front of and not worry about me
I'm the one put diamonds and pearls on her
Last night when you called my phone, I was so high I couldn't even talk back
I was just smilin', glad you called
I feel like she'da cross, she talk to opps, leave the lil' bitch playin' with fire (Yeah)
'Fore I go out, I'm gon' blow mine (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, a ho could die (Yeah)
Fuckin' a model, but you on my mind
I'm startin' to feel like our souls just tied (Ha)

If a nigga whack me, shit, all I want is for all my bros to slide
'Cause you know how I'm gon' come behind 'em (Yeah)
'Cause you know if you ridin' with me and you blow your gun, I'm blowin' my gun behind you
I know Tali'll die for me and do life for me, I can say that shit with confidence
It ain't too many real ones left, it ain't too many real ones alive
All the real ones dead or in jail (Uh), I text her like, "I love your vibe"
She text back like, "LOL"
You can come and get two for a hundred, I made it out, still catchin' sales
Got twenty guns layin' 'round my crib (Yeah), a nigga dyin' if he run in (Yeah)
Nigga, I know Key Money gon' pay my bail if I ever do go in
My big brother and I big love him, if you fuck with him, you in big trouble
You get blicked up (Yeah)
I make sure all of my guys shine, when we pop out, hold our wrists up
Why you think we went and got rich for? On the PJ gettin' my dick sucked

Ain't no love for me, you picked your side, you could've had it all
I'm off Adderall, I'm the one that you can bet it all on, I'm the last one standin' tall
I'm the one that you could leave a hundred racks in front of and not worry about me
I'm the one put diamonds and pearls on her
Last night when you called my phone, I was so high I couldn't even talk back
I was just smilin', glad you called
I feel like she'da cross, she talk to opps, leave the lil' bitch playin' with fire (Yeah)
'Fore I go out, I'm gon' blow mine (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, a ho could die (Yeah)
Fuckin' a model, but you on my mind
I'm startin' to feel like our souls just tied