"My Soul" lyrics
Trae Tha Truth Lyrics
I ain't worried 'bout your past
It ain't no point in you worryin' 'bout mine
Just know I'm him
(Black Metaphor)
How they tryna tear me down? They ain't help me build (Shit crazy)
How they gon' speak like they was great? They ain't got no skills
How they gon' think they at they top and they ain't climb no hills?
If they ain't speakin' 'bout the 'Gram, I can't see no real
I never chose to try to fit in, I went, got what's mine (Got it)
And let the rest fit on my finger, I spent 'bout a dime (Got it)
I ain't tappin' out for shit, guess it's just my time
And all that shit they try get stopped, guess it's just my sign
They say if I want it, I gotta go get it
Once you get it, don't let it go
Crazy, they think they gettin' in my way
My motion ain't lettin' that happen no time soon
I put that on God
They can't block nothin' I got goin'
See, my shine, it's a different type
You gon' need your shades for this
No cap
They told me pressure busts a pipe, but I got mine on my waist
And I heard everything they said, but they still lyin' to my face
Crazy how they women call and try and slide to my place
Why they lookin' like they jealous? All that hate be a waste
I'm just tippin' through the boulevard, sittin' somethin' low
Red paint drippin' like it's PMS, heavy flow
If they talkin' 'bout the bag, better know it's heavy, though
Spend my time laughin' at niggas, try me, bitch, I'm ready, ho
I never thought I'd see the day
That I'd be father of a son
I'm in love with this hustle
I'm in love with gettin' this check
I'm in love with cruisin' 'round town
Lookin' like a million bucks
Laughin', knowin' them niggas can't stop shit I got goin' on
Motion is a must
A bunch of haters say I'm short, but ain't no point to prove
They tellin' me I'm in they way, but ain't no point to move
Know what they say don't make my business, I'll be damned, I lose
Asshole, but I'm an angel, I'll be damned, I choose
I stand on ten inside my shoe, now who gon' know me down?
Somewhere way up at the top, who gon' talk me down?
Forever legend 'round this bitch even if they chalk me down
They in they feelings, I'm him even if they sock me down
I promise I'm on it
I'm issuing out nothing but pressure
Heavy weight
What they gon' do with it?
They ain't blockin' nothin' over here
Every day like the first of the month
And I love everything about it
Go back broke for what?
Trippin' with yourself
(Black Metaphor)
It ain't no point in you worryin' 'bout mine
Just know I'm him
(Black Metaphor)
How they tryna tear me down? They ain't help me build (Shit crazy)
How they gon' speak like they was great? They ain't got no skills
How they gon' think they at they top and they ain't climb no hills?
If they ain't speakin' 'bout the 'Gram, I can't see no real
I never chose to try to fit in, I went, got what's mine (Got it)
And let the rest fit on my finger, I spent 'bout a dime (Got it)
I ain't tappin' out for shit, guess it's just my time
And all that shit they try get stopped, guess it's just my sign
They say if I want it, I gotta go get it
Once you get it, don't let it go
Crazy, they think they gettin' in my way
My motion ain't lettin' that happen no time soon
I put that on God
They can't block nothin' I got goin'
See, my shine, it's a different type
You gon' need your shades for this
No cap
They told me pressure busts a pipe, but I got mine on my waist
And I heard everything they said, but they still lyin' to my face
Crazy how they women call and try and slide to my place
Why they lookin' like they jealous? All that hate be a waste
I'm just tippin' through the boulevard, sittin' somethin' low
Red paint drippin' like it's PMS, heavy flow
If they talkin' 'bout the bag, better know it's heavy, though
Spend my time laughin' at niggas, try me, bitch, I'm ready, ho
I never thought I'd see the day
That I'd be father of a son
I'm in love with this hustle
I'm in love with gettin' this check
I'm in love with cruisin' 'round town
Lookin' like a million bucks
Laughin', knowin' them niggas can't stop shit I got goin' on
Motion is a must
A bunch of haters say I'm short, but ain't no point to prove
They tellin' me I'm in they way, but ain't no point to move
Know what they say don't make my business, I'll be damned, I lose
Asshole, but I'm an angel, I'll be damned, I choose
I stand on ten inside my shoe, now who gon' know me down?
Somewhere way up at the top, who gon' talk me down?
Forever legend 'round this bitch even if they chalk me down
They in they feelings, I'm him even if they sock me down
I promise I'm on it
I'm issuing out nothing but pressure
Heavy weight
What they gon' do with it?
They ain't blockin' nothin' over here
Every day like the first of the month
And I love everything about it
Go back broke for what?
Trippin' with yourself
(Black Metaphor)
