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souls cry - vons wrld lyrics

[verse 1]
have you ever heard n*ggas say that souls cry?
baby girl that’s no lie
i’ll punch a pool boy, watch him end up in nola
make a p*ssy n*gga soul fly
with my new .45, like i’m riding ‘round with 5 .nines
money stuffed up in the sofa

[bridge]
uh, and no wonder why these n*ggas don’t like me
dej loaf with the bread these b*tches want to try me
execute the play, yeah, it’s all about timing
and whatever you selling, baby girl i’m not buying
this life about survival i’m just gon’ keep on surviving
and them hating n*ggas fans and i wonder if you’ll see
and they know just where you at, and they wonder where you’ll be
it’s highly likely haters want to come high five me

[verse 2]
it’s highly likely haters asking me for a feature
but i just treat ‘em like a b*tch ‘cause my n*gga i don’t need ya
mr. han with it, and we kicking sh*t just like it’s fifa
never the type to do the drugs but for your love is what i fein for
i got to the bag from the floor like a dustpan
feeling like a mill when he walk he must be a bucks fan
should’ve knew that she was special when she did it right with no hands
and still don’t get it twisted, ay my n*gga i’m the money man
i’m the money man, n*gga every hour
she know i got the power, wet her up just like a shower
i’m on another level vegeta gon’ need a scouter
the flyest k!llers you know like the pilots to twin towers
forever hustlin’ you might catch me just in heaven selling spirits
if you saw my girl you’d think there’s an angel in heaven missing
and my bars so hot, you would think i sat in the devil’s prison
i know jesus coming, you living like he will never visit
slidin’ on ‘em like debit
i’m trained to shoot like i’m redd*ck
i’ll lay you down like some edges and show you p*ssies what wet is
i’ll shoot yo ass like a movie and then i roll like the credits
i put in work on my own, b*tch my middle name cal aesthetics
got .40 on me plus god with me so i ain’t alone
i’m the n*gga that they hated on, heart is made of stone
i came a long way taking losses but i’m
staying strong
picasso of any canvas that i painted on
[verse 3]
have you ever heard n*ggas say that souls cry?
i might tell a joke but i ain’t never telling no lie
d rose in new york the way i’m rolling with my deuce five
and they b*tches on me now they wanting beef just like it’s five guys
you know you don’t want to die, not today
today might be yo lucky day, if that’s what you wishing for
they never want the smoke, even if it’s for the puff puff
ms. officer got my attention now she want to cuff cuff
you know we ride with straps, you know we fasten up
i made this sh*t in one take, album done in three days
something like an envelope, n*gga i was made for the pape’
you would think n*ggas wearing brims the way they throwing h*lla shade
i could f*ck ya b*tch on a rainy day, and a sunny day
up in may, it don’t matter the weather
like floyd now i beat the cat now she want to stay together
but we can’t be together baby girl you on your own
now she want me bad she keep on blowing up my phone
every time she call she leaves a message at the tone
i liked the attention at first now leave me alone
she hearing that i make more money on the road, than a toll
head so stupid i start to wonder how she got honor roll
it’s okay to be alone i’m still waiting on selena
that girl got my heart, her and cupid double teamed it
but don’t get it twisted, i’m still plotting and scheming
thuggin’ getting this money
and making songs with a meaning, uh
[outro]
have you ever heard n*ggas say that souls cry?
you hearing it from me
uh, uh

- vons wrld lyrics

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