Soul Gone - Lil Tjay

Enot gon' shoot you up
Spancy be making heats, on God

Half a milli on my neck just spent that shit in Benny
Chosen one, I know I get 'em mad, I'm hated by so many
I seen niggas woofin' on the net, in person don't seek any
Built my name and I ain't never asked to let me for shit, not-nothin'
Diamonds on me bussin'
Dummy died, he tried, roll him in a russian
I play not no game, 40 shots 'bout my chain
Go and ask the last opp, hollow hit his brain
Richard Mille chillin' on me, quarter milli plain
150 for a show, shit bout nothin', I was playin'
Sat back chillin', I was lame, fuck these niggas sayin'?
Shit they coming out, it sound like they ain't spin a thing
Not gon' lie, they tell me, ''Go, go'', I be tryna chill
Every drop they beg for more, 'cause I know that shit is real
Sat back I had to think 'bout it and think 'bout it and think 'bout my life
I know they only love me for the hype
I see this shit clearly, I do
The industry gon' fear me, I knew
But fuck it if I'm wrong or I'm right, who is you to judge my life?
Trauma flashy, bloody image, I do
'Ready knowin' I'm the best, don't give a fuck 'bout what they say
I'm in New York walkin' 'round [?] with that K
You a fake like you a opp, keep a gun, no, we don't play
[?] gon' both be home and Jaytee dumb-ass gon' be hay
Free that dyke bitch Nay, 183rd side, we don't play
Most these niggas out here woofin', I respect it, 'cause he spray
Most these niggas out here woofin', I do not respect the hype
Youngin havin' all these millies, that's why I do what I like
Trenches days I earned my stripes, shit 'bout nothin', go perform
Brodie sent some flyin', now his feelings so gone, so gone
Trauma driven, he not knowin' how to move
I get it still just what goes on, just what goes on
Just what goes on, that's just what goes on, just what goes on

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