On My Soul ft. Nas & Jacob Banks Lyrics

On My Soul ft. Nas & Jacob Banks - Tobe Nwigwe

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I, oh, yeah, oh, I

I, ooh

I

Ooh (Yeah), ooh, (Yeah), ooh, (Yeah), ooh

On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go

Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll

On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no ho

Guard your grill, guard your grill

Ain't nobody out here hard to kill

The gat I pack go "pap" and peel your cap from front to back

Have you stiff or hard as steel

Ah, tuna fish my hardest meal

Stay trill when they switch to a harder skill

I'm in the field like a Buffalo Bill with a bubble-coat filled

With a couple little posts, chill

Switch it up, get direct, black and white, Michael Bibby

I get cheese with everybody, but can't do it with no Mickey

Keep a blicky on me for them serpents tryna give me hickeys

Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Well, guess what, ho, I'm the chimney, ah

Bring me the smoke and I'll build you a fire

To burn my desire, burn my desire

Bring me the smoke and I'll build you a fire

To burn my desire, burn my desire

Ooh (Yeah), ooh, (Yeah), ooh, (Yeah), ooh

On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go

Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll (Yeah)

On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no ho

Don't slander all the banter

Just one answer, I'm an animal

I'm just one man, outstandin' though

Part wolf, part king, part Hannibal

Example, proof, I'm built like I'm mechanical

On the mic, I'm a cannibal

You don't know who I'm family to

You don't know my team, you don't know what my mans'll do

Turn it up to the maximum, gorillas in the trap

But them got millions watchin' every move I make 'cause I'm what's happenin'

Got jaws droppin', autopsies, drive hard tops, got hard body

'Cause Nas told me, "Y'all problem", this high-powered, high-profit

On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go

Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll (Yeah)

On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no ho

On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go

Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll

On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no ho (What up, thun? Let's get it)

Yeah, uh

Uh-huh, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Yeah)