Lyrics Taste of Soul - G.T.

Young nigga, but my mind on millions
Property ownership, cashin' out buildings (for real)
St. Regis, on the top floor, just chillin' (chillin')
Standin' on the couches, the Spade what we spillin'

Shots of XO, talk about how we gon' get it
It took a couple months, then I looked up, we was winnin' (for real)
Jumped in the water with the sharks and started swimmin'
Bro, we really gotta focus like we in the ninth inning

I just ran up a check, I ain't even break a sweat (nah)
Got these lil' niggas mad, tryna figure out what's next
I ain't do shit, but play the cards I was dealt
Niggas hatin' 'cause our hand not the same out the deck

I don't know about nobody, so don't ask me
I'm in the drop with no top, movin' fast speed
Soon as a nigga touch down, they gon' cash me
I heard about your bitch, bro, she get nasty

I used to be dead broke, now I'm up crazy
You still in the same spot 'cause you too lazy
I been out here hustlin' and risk-takin'
And just last month, I blew through 80

I don't know 'bout your bills, but we gettin' paper (gettin' paper)
Hoppin' out a foreign, drippin' in the latest
It ain't 'bout what you say, nigga, it's how you say it (nigga)
It ain't 'bout where you at, nigga, it's how you play it

Purple lip right off the gold, I feel like a Laker
Rest in peace to Kobe, we just poured an eight up (for real)
And if I'm lookin' for a bag, I'ma hit the Bay up
And you'll get hit with that mag if you try to play tuck

When I ain't have it, I ain't hate or I ain't count no pockets
I sat back and I just grinded 'til I got shit poppin'
I looked up one day, now I'm the one who poppin'
I can't count how many times I fucked up my pockets

I don't know about nobody, so don't ask me
I'm in the drop with no top, movin' fast speed
Soon as a nigga touch down, they gon' cash me
I heard about your bitch, bro, she get nasty

I used to be dead broke, now I'm up crazy
You still in the same spot 'cause you too lazy
I been out here hustlin' and risk-takin'
And just last month, I blew through 80

I don't know about nobody, so don't ask me
I'm in the drop with no top, movin' fast speed
Soon as a nigga touch down, they gon' cash me
I heard about your bitch, bro, she get nasty

I used to be dead broke, now I'm up crazy
You still in the same spot 'cause you too lazy
I been out here hustlin' and risk-takin'
And just last month, I blew through 80, nigga, yeah