Lyrics Soul Food - MoneSv

Got them niggas quoting my quotes but ion like to brag or boast
This the sideline story went from player to a coach
I'll prolly freeze in hell a nigga flow so cold
With a bad thing asking a nigga to propose

This is food for your thoughts
Now let these words feed your soul
Killing off the lies you bought from other rappers you don't know

Niggas out here selling dreams what's the cost I'm barely sleeping
Exhausted
I'm overthinking won't stop it until I stop breathing

Hey Mr Reaper
Ay have you seen it
Mone's a murderer conceited nigga killing every beat
It's kind crazy this mistreating nigga giving out treats

I'm too lazy to be laid back
It's funny that you say that
This nigga been on fire how he chilling in a Maybach
With a flow you shouldn't F with would recommend a latex

Might come thru on some Steph shit from 3 stepping back on your neck
You cannot stretch this that crick is getting critical

Oh you that nigga huh
It be them niggas tho
Oh he ain't with you huh
Then let me get your phone number

Can I hit ya then get ya
She say I'm classy well I meant it backwards
Hoes be hella ratchet one tap den pass it
I prolly got 10 assist off 2 chicks we basket-balling

Before the buzzard
I hover over niggas
My new chick thicker got her loving on a nigga and my old chick bitter see I'm stunting on her nigga

But I ain't the flashy type
I leave it to Barry Allen
Paint it vivid ain't no sight could see

This Nigga talent
Can't forget the E D boy you special and you wilding

Young nigga but he old school
What are you supposed to do
When a Nigga flow be sicker than the nurse shoes
Cool

Wouldn't say that I'm living because this life ain't true
Would've thought I was cripping because I'm tryna touch

Blue faces niggas be hating on my creation
Ain't no debating I'm frustrated that they put in debates
Ion toot my own horn but I'm blowing it today
I'm the hardest young nigga want my spot it's irreplaceable

I slide more than ice skaters
Shoot my shot then crash later
On the course with the force
Now I feel like darth Vader
But I'm sky-walking on beats
Some people hardly believe at just 15 he mastered what the masters were teaching

Niggas was reaching
Knowledge was preaching
Pistols was screaming
Bullets through the mullet of demons
Can you believe it
Can you achieve it

Then I achieved it
Flow from the beaches
Sat on the bleachers

I was hoping for peace
Knowing that I'm in pieces
I'm heading to the top man this young boy dreaming
You better believe it
Better believe it
Better believe it
Better believe it

Oh you that nigga huh
It be them niggas tho
Oh he ain't with you huh
Then let me get your phone number

Can I hit ya then get ya
She say I'm classy well I meant it backwards
Hoes be hella ratchet one tap den pass it
I prolly got 10 assist off 2 chicks we basket-balling

Before the buzzard
I hover over niggas
My new chick thicker got her loving on a nigga and my old chick bitter see I'm stunting on her nigga
But I ain't the flashy type
I leave it to Barry Allen