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sean v - still got soul كلمات الأغنية

[hook – maya]
no watch, no suit, no diamond rings
i haven’t got money and i am no king
i haven’t got gold and the fancy things
what i say doesn’t matter if i ain’t got bling
wealth is pulling on the puppet strings
wealth is pulling on the puppet strings

[verse 1 – sean v]
i don’t show off my riches in a physical manner
said what i say doesn’t matter because my britches are tattered
i write down every letter with a pen and some paper
i’m just perfecting my grammar i know that i’m getting better
don’t you know that i’m fed up?
beretta vendettas opposing felons and fellas
seem to always be the subject of the regular rappers
they talk about the money they get from their records
they’re all acting reckless
gold diamond necklace, chicks all be neked
their money is their pride
cuz of all the money you’re all letting it slide
drake is so embarr-ssed never looks at the camera
he always looks to the side
it’s making you smile when i start speaking my mind
the rappers of the new world
pirates of the black pearl
underneath a new light, spot light or moon light
they get enraged possessive and turn

[verse 2 – sean v]
i’m wearing the same shirt
i’m wearing the same jeans
only change ’em sundays when i’m seeing my main peeps
it’s not that i’m cheap
it’s not that i’m poor
i’m saving up this money for my music and more
world tour, that’s what i want
i may not be a hero but i’ll pull off the stunt
without touching a blunt
without taking a shroom
f-cking my mind up and trashing my room
we do seem doomed
crude ridiculous dudes
are rapping all the songs that you are listening to
but do you really give a sh-t about the cheques they’re getting?
the money that they’re betting
or what kind of weapon they’re using to threaten
a man for possessions
probably not
but the money that’s around them is now making them hot
but trust me with no message all their stardom will drop
yeah

[verse 3 – sean v]
i try to move onwards, money and honkers
why are all these things the main center of attention?
my drift do you catch it? yeah i’m spitting with p-ssion
not bashing on rappers but still i’m judging their talent
i don’t tell it with malice
you can bling up your palace and tell us
as if it matters till your soul f-cking shatters
you slipped on bananas
your career’s a joke!
hit with a mic and you choke
you stepping down like the pope
b-tch you’re never coming back you’re losing your soul
your life is outta control
the money running the show
your honey feeling lonely cuz you’re not at your home
d-mn! how d’you let this situation get out of hand?
i guess “the more you got, the more you lose” is true
you’re f-cking screwed
me i’m just keeping my cool
music from the soul milan and eska: my crew!

- sean v

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