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kasinova the don - soul train كلمات الأغنية

k prince

[hook]
they say the eyes is the window for the human soul
seen a lot of people losing walking down this road
sacrifices on soul for a gold chain
i guess we got another load on the soul train
on the soul train
on the soul train
we got another load on the soul train
on the soul train
on the soul train
we got another load on the soul train

[verse 1]
any in my bang, banging at my taste buds
pockets full of money, drilling with them fake drugs
push it up against the wall, i keep the heater close
every now and then i drink and need a deeper stroke
a jersey breeze with a out of town felony
they say the money double up is what they telling me
eighteen, hit the scene with my street dreams
while them white sneakers covered in my true genes
so many days in sun, followed by a greater storm
now i’m sitting, writings letters to my first born
n-gg-s need protection when they talking outta text
a switch blade can have a n-gg- talking out his neck
counting up will leave a brother in these cold mountains
as i’m drinking dirty water out these old fountains
now i’m writing raps talking from the soul, man
always had the sk!ll, a lesson for the dope game

[verse 2]
incarcerated for a year, got me looking rough
don’t my nose touch the ground while i’m getting up
i can’t believe my lying eyes, i just seen enough
and baby brother facing murder, got a n-gg- stuck
mama shedding tears, thinking she the one to blame
and but i told her i was moving like a grown man
drug infested dreams got us in this daily storm
milling to the cross, picking off these land thorns
coppers tell us what they yell by my cell block
a selling drug, you couldn’t tell me what you h-ll got
nowadays i hit the sleep with my doors locked
but everytime i’m sn-tching got me feeling sh-ll shocked
penetrating bad b-tches for the h-ll of it
acting like she didn’t want it, like she sell a bit
everytime i hit the corner, had to sell a brick
i put my veins in the mic so i can sell a hit

[verse 3]
it was hard to keep my feet stuck in cold water
i had to grind even harder just to feed my daughter
life’s a gamble so you know you gotta pick a card
people hit the game off riches or behind bars
i had to make it out the ghetto, f-ck what n-gg-s think
sippin’ red wine, tripping on my cupid leans
kept my rolly on my wrist for the motivation
and if you ever touch my family, it’s a violation

- kasinova the don

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