Talk To Soul ft. Ty figures Lyrics

Soul oh my soul

Oh my soul,oh my soul

Oh my soul,oh my soul

Oh my soul,mhhhmm

Oh my soul,nalu you get it

Oh my soul,you will never fall

Just so you know you are never small

If they try to default they gon

Fucking Crawl

All this audemars,am gonna have

Them all

Swear am gona fucking ball ooh uh

High or low

Draw me close,if you say you love me

All my right or wrong,are you still Gon ride for me put my heart on

Hustle to get my shit right

I let some shit slide

Oh la,la,la la,la la,la,la(oh my soul,oh my soul)

Oh la,la,la la,la la,la,la(oh my soul,oh my soul)

Oh la,la,la la,la la,la,la(oh my soul)

Oh la,la,la la,la la,la,la(mmmmhm,mmhm)

My life is too sweet,gotta Iick it like

A lollipop am no more speeding,gotta

Take it slow and grab it all

They thought am sleeping, I just Uninstalled and I install

They try to deceit,I just notice and

Slimed them all

I get my heads up and you know I

Don't give no fuck, hmm

Am super natural and you know I

Just need endorse, hmm

All of my guys tough and you know They keep on thugging hm

I barely get some sleep and you know

I just keep on work work work

You will never fall

Just so you know you are never small

If they try to default they gon

Fucking crawl

All this audemars,am gonna have

Them all swear am gon fucking

Ball oh uh,high or low

Draw me close,if you say you love me

All my right or wrong,are you still

Gon ride for me put my heart on

Hustle to get my shit right

I let some shit slide

Going thru hell and my heart gettin'

Colder

It's a war going on and it's too many

Soldiers

I gotta stay focus the world on my

Shoulders

Trapping again but you thought it was

Over

Bitch fell in love with me,she 2^7 and

I think she's older

FaceTime when she doing a yoga

Straight to the top cause we came

From the bottom

Too slime everything green is color

Texting that Bitch cause I'm never

Gon call her(damn)

She ask if I smoke I'm like bitch I'm a

Stoner

Ain't no new friends it's just Me and

My brothers

Need me lots of cash, do whatever for

The dollars

Stuck in my grind trying run up them

Numbers

I'm like two fingers up, let's get to the

Money

They keep talking but I ignore em

They keep plotting but that ain't

Working

Stoning, since a youngin I been

Thugging

Me and Bwig R in the stu recording

Locked in forever, they know I'm all in

When you get the bag stay loyal and Humble

Thinking about all them nights I was

Hungry

Grateful for every moment, wasn't

Funny

The grind don't stop, the grind don't

Stop till we riding in a foreign

We way too up, we came from the

Mud we ain't going for nothin'

We way too up, we came from the

Mud we ain't going for nothin'