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yung bleu - soul cry lyrics
[intro]
(jwestbeats)
let the beat talk (ayy, elxyee, you countin’ up)
(ayy, cameron, you the man now)
yeah
[verse 1]
somethin’ ’bout this money, it did somethin’ to my ego
i remember late nights, me and al geno
i was in the studio tryna make it out
i brung boosie to the city and they broke up in your spot
and we tried to shake back, but i can’t lie, they took a lot
same n_ggas’ pockets hurtin’ now, bleu done took your spot, yeah
i’ma tell the truth, we was hangin’ out the roofs
livin’ like we bulletproof, only vibe with a few
that’s when we in the ghost, and i told you ’bout my life
and i knew then from that conversation you might be my wife
you gave me a lil’ boy, i didn’t know i can do it twice
don’t go nowhere, i need you in my life
had to pray ’cause i got demons in my sight
gotta pray ’cause i see demons through the night
what the f_ck this really mean if we don’t fight?
girl, it’s gon’ be alright, come take my hand
i swear to god i got a plan to be a better man
[chorus]
let the beat go
listen to my soul cry
yeah, it sound like
every year i got a new one die
listen to my soul cry
[verse 2]
back three years ago, everybody used to laugh
’cause i signed with boosie label, he ain’t give me no advance
i was sleepin’ on tamir couch, but knew i had a plan
three months later, i made two hundred bands
six months later, i made eight hundred bands
hottest n_gga in my city with a fan
every bag i got, i split it with the fam
f_cked up a couple thousand, bought a lam
i was young and reckless, i ain’t give a d_mn, yeah
take me up to jail, they want a hundred thousand for the bond
if i had that money then to fight that case, he would’ve won
been goin’ through the storm, but i gotta get these coins
tell me if you with me or not, i’m so torn
[chorus]
let the beat go
and i gave the streets banger after banger
listen to my soul cry
ain’t none of this sh_t stepped on, n_gga
yeah, it sound like
r.i.p. vell
every year i got a new one die
r.i.p g_money
listen to my soul cry
[verse 3]
it’s too many sticks in the party, we on dumb sh_t
i don’t like to f_ck with no rubber, i just cum quick
f_ck with me, you n_ggas in trouble, vietnam sh_t
hit they block at three in the morning, don’t give no warning
vmg, this sh_t ‘luminati and we got sworn in
came into this rap game thuggin’, i was born in
i’m stackin’ money with some n_ggas from the trenches
street n_gga, i could turn a quarter to a million
real estate, i just turned my house into a building
put two hundred racks up in the wall for my children
you wan’ get money, you gon’ get it any means
i got 50k for any n_gga intervene
i don’t f_ck with rats, i had to keep that sh_t a bean
n_gga wanna fight, i told him keep it in the ring
aretha franklin, let them b_tches sing
aretha franklin, let them b_tches sing
[outro]
i ain’t never changed on my n_ggas, yeah
keepin’ it the same with my n_ggas, yeah
listen to my soul cry
listen to my soul cry
listen to my soul cry
every year i got a new one die
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