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Yeah Yeah-yeah They givin' tours through the hood, show the homies around Just don’t leave before it's over like Antonio brown Don't wait ’til you hear I'm important, tryna throw me a pound Huh, I decline it like the phone calls I didn't answer I ain't your regular New York nigga that's in Atlanta Uncle gettin' cancer, caught it fast I been through so much pain, I want the good news before the bad All in the past, we don't trip on no non-believers Gotta peep, it gets deep like the dish on Chicago pizza Oh, please sir, can I have some more? Mind twister like Oliver, I been back and forth Had to spike the drugs down, heard the cops comin' Dak Prescott on the fourth down with the clock runnin’ It’s game over And Black people with all their fake cousins, we not cousins Please don't call me bro, nigga, we not brothers, tired of it The other day I saw my brother [?][0:51] say the devil’s workin' Imagine a nigga that never complains says he's hurtin' We gotta check on our strong people as well Tsk, we gotta check on our strong people as well When in Heaven on Earth, all we saw is evil and Hell They all deceived us and failed, they toss and leave us in jail And still we take chances Letras de cancionesShout to all my hustlers all competin’ for sales, let's prevail (Yeah) Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? You feel it in your soul, nigga? Feel like everything we been through Got all these young niggas feelin' like they old, nigga Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? (Yeah) I said if Kanye gotta ask for permission to see his daughter On her birthday, why they don't want her to see her father? I wonder, four billion dollars, he made history But 'til he can see his kids when he want, he ain't rich to me Literally, the streets wanna own you, don't it? Huh This beat smell like soul food, don't it? I'm talkin' candied yams with the marshmallows And we still had a family plan in this dark ghetto As a young nigga wildin', becomin' a man We ain't know the ice cream man had drugs in his van The plot thickens We all tryna make it out the hood, so we not different Some hustle, some sit up on the block chillin' We all had a choice, you wonder why you not winnin' Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Feel like everything we been through Got all these young niggas feelin' like they old, nigga Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? (Gotta feel it) Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? (Yeah) Heard how he say spike the drugs down (Yeah), well, I spiked 'em up Ran paper to millions, chillin', tell me why my life sucks Starbucks without the coffee, wakin' up with Henn I sin Take a shot, get to prayin' homies do not off me Ain't tryna die by you (Die by you), when I stayed true But what did you do? [?][2:49] turned your back on me Love and loyalty just like a track, homie, play that shit back Back to back on end that shit, but knowin' that shit isn't facts Wack, you ain't one hunnid (You ain't one hunnid) I never side with a snitch for shit, no money (No money) Feelin' the feelin' why 3000 turned down the show money Fuck the hoes come at my soul runnin' Long live Dolph, shit soundin' off When a real one's still supposed to be here with his kids, a boss I'ma laugh a lil' but cry a lot 'cause a nigga's throwin' [?][3:14] Every loss ain't a loss Watch them ones who only there when it's somethin' to offer Niggas just be talkin' Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Feel like everything we been through Got all these young niggas feelin' like they old, nigga Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Can you feel it in your soul, nigga? Damn From Letras Mania