Текст песни Sold My Soul - B Free

Alright, imma do this in one take
Oh shit, haha
Aye, yeah
Aye, uh

I don't judge what I don't know
Don't get it twisted, I'm big pimping, I ain't cuffing on no hoe
I might die from lung cancer, I ain't ducking for no smoke
The feds done locked my cousin up he had a pistol on parole
Went OT, I'm three for three, it's only day one I must be lit
She tried to post me on her gram but I ain't let her take a pic
And I know she gotta man, she think she slick, I know he sick
The way I came up you would think I sold my soul up in this bitch

Aye
Lot going on in my life man I gotta live right
Cuz that karma gone come and I know it
Just cuz I fuck yah, don't mean that I love yah
She want mе to cuff her, I told her its hopelеss
Live from the gutter
My momma, my brother, my sister, my niggas they know it is
Menace, the demon, big stepper, the king of Detroit
Niggas know who I am in this bitch
Like yeah nigga, hold up, I gotta lot to say
MIA, like I was locked away, hall of fame like I was Doctor J
My nigga Bert the new Dr.Dre, FG like NWA
And its fuck a cop, that'll never change
Can't separate, this a forever thang
I can't even make this up, I been singing way too much
Don't get it twisted, I know demons that been fiening for your blood
Niggas groupies, tryna ball with us, ain't even make the cut
I ain't street but I guarantee soon as I leave I won't get touched
I'm from Detroit, home of the hustlers, gator boots and buffs
Could give a fuck bout where you say you live
My nigga where you from?
Niggas dick sucking for some cool points and claim they one of us
Arena Boyz we on the up and up
I told you niggas once, this shit is mine

I don't judge what I don't know
Don't get it twisted, I'm big pimping, I ain't cuffing on no hoe
I might die from lung cancer, I ain't ducking for no smoke
The feds done locked my cousin up he had a pistol on parole
Went OT, I'm three for three, it's only day one I must be lit
She tried to post me on her gram but I ain't let her take a pic
And I know she gotta man, she think she slick, I know he sick
The way I came up you would think I sold my soul up in this bitch

Nigga yeah
Like yeah
Like, aye
I ain't sell my soul for shit but you would think I did
Aye
I ain't sell my soul for shit but you would think I did