Soul Lyrics

I been on my grind for a moment

I find I get high when I'm lonely

And my friends don't really know me

A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless

Cuz heart where the home is

You know mine stay with a pen and a pad

Mind state stay on winning a bag

If anybody miss me that's too bad

Cuz I finally got my first show, and that's too rad

Now I'm sounding like a white dad at my job

Nigga down to rob tho

Listen to it, then I want you to take yo head and bob hoe

Rap slow, and rap shit so you can ride slow

Ride more beats then Ross do maybachs

Had big dreams since way back

Before zonte had that tool to push yo fade back

Way before that loud pack

I been on my grind for a moment

I find I get high when I'm lonely

And my friends don't really know me

A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless

Cuz heart where the home is

Yeah

Two years in the making, I had to be patient

For all of this greatness, apologize for the lateness

For those who was counting on me

One hand count my homies

On the other my brothers

Most came from different mothers

I'm saying, y'all niggas think I'm playin

I'm bout to go super saiyan

Y'all just go with the plan

I rather go wit my hands

Build a base for the fans

Takin trips to japan, and other lands

The motherland's been calling

The hood been looking appalling

They looking hoping I'm ballin

This road to success

No car stalling

I'm on the road to success

It's no car stalling

I been on my grind for a moment

I find I get high when I'm lonely

And my friends don't really know me

A few less of the homies, and I'm feeling less homeless

Cuz heart where the home is