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letra de on my soul - beo lil kenny

[intro]
yeah (them n-ggas ain’t opps)
i don’t know why the f-ck you n-ggas ever tried this sh-t, n-gga (stupid-ass boy)
you know what the f-ck you just did, n-gga (flush him)
your ass committed suicide, n-gga (flush him down)
but you know it, though (rrr, ayy, ayy)

[verse 1]
you opps a plate, pass the fork (fork)
do it in style, shoot out the porsche (skrrt)
we ’bout that pressure, comin’ with force (pressure)
hard on n-ggas, child support (child support)
put in that work, call him a dork (uh)
you ain’t with the gang, you gettin’ extorted (extorted)
i’m ridin’ a horse, it came with horses (skrrt, skrrt)
don’t argue with n-ggas, i ain’t got no voice (oh, yeah)
in love with her s-x, her p-ssy is moist (uh-uh)
spit in her mouth, yeah, of course (oh, yeah)
she leavin’ her n-gga to come with me
don’t blame me, that’s her choice
ballin’ on n-ggas, all full-court (ball)
thinkin’ ’bout sendin’ my hitters to court (uh)
f-ck the trial, we cuttin’ it short (oh, yeah)
get on the stand, start sprayin’ the torch (spray)
i’m back in the streets, i heard they was starvin’ (back in the streets)
i got signed, but, yeah, i’m still mobbin’ (mob)
i ate on every beat, i was hungry
i’m still in the streets like i’m homeless (oh, yeah)
i put four shooters in the phantom (four shooters)
i stopped home invadin’ to go platinum (platinum)
you want your b-tch back, it’s a ransom (uh)
i tell her to leave, she throwin’ a tantrum (uh-huh)
k!llin’ sh-t, i’m a quiet stepper (k!llin’ sh-t)
i rap, but my homies got records (oh yeah)
so many red beams on dude (beo)
i swear to god, he started to look like a leopard (oh, yeah)
pockets fat, nutty professor
i want the millions that come with the decimal (them m’s)
you gotta be a lame-ass n-gga
if you walkin’ ’round with a diamond tester (lame-ass n-gga)
[chorus]
uh, ayy (b-tch, oh)
on my soul, these n-ggas hoes (on my soul)
on my soul, these hoes hoes (on my soul)
on my soul, this jewelry cold (on my soul)
uh (this sh-t too cold)
on my soul, these rappers bold (oh yeah)
these n-ggas be rappin’ ’bout the code (lame-ass n-ggas)
on my soul, these n-ggas told (on my soul)
uh (yeah, what?)

[verse 2]
me and these n-ggas are different (different), they talk about me to b-tches (they talk about me)
but why is he all in my dm? he must be feelin’ guilty (you p-ssy, boy)
you and your brother on comp sh-t, i know who you really rock with (you a rat, b-tch)
you know i be on that mob sh-t, you n-ggas be on that opp sh-t (mob)
been knowin’ me since elementary, supposed to been in the penitentiary (supposed to)
i’m tryna figure it out, what is you, blood or you a kitchen? (what you is, dude?)
you get hit with extensions, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no whippin’ (whip him, rrr, rrr, rrr)
i know you’ll probably tell me sorry once you come to your senses (f-ck you, bih)
i’m doin’ sh-t your mama do (mama do)
beat your lil’ brother in front of you (beat him)
i know he’ll never honor you (never)
i’m little, but deadly, 22 (oh, yeah)
why you keep runnin’ your lips? (ho)
you can get ate like some chips (bih)
sorry, but i do not dip (oh, yeah)
i chill with the body and sh-t (uh)
i got a whole car on my wrist (a car)
i buy him a car if he diss (diss)
you don’t wanna ride that sh-t (he don’t wanna ride that sh-t, b-tch)
[chorus]
uh, ayy (n-gga, lil’ n-gga)
on my soul, these n-ggas hoes (on my soul)
on my soul, they stole my flow (on my soul)
can’t take you serious, you n-ggas jokes (you n-ggas jokes)

[outro]
on my soul (on my soul)
on my soul (beo status)
oh, yeah (uh)
on my soul, n-gga (we too lit up right now, n-gga)
on my soul, we sell rocks and blow (b-tch, i’m lit like a motherf-ckin’ mine, i’m a f-ckin’)
on my soul, you get exposed (like a stadium right now)

- beo lil kenny

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