Testo On My Soul - Tobe Nwigwe feat. Nas & Jacob Banks
Testo della canzone On My Soul (Tobe Nwigwe feat. Nas & Jacob Banks), tratta dall'album On My Soul
I, oh, yeah
I, I
I
Oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh
On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go
Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll
On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe
Guard your grill, guard your grill
Ain't nobody out here hard to kill
The gat I pack go "pap" and peel your cap from front to back
Have you stiff or hard as steel
Ah, tuna fish, my hardest meal
Stay trill when they switch to a harder skill
I'm in the field like a Buffalo Bill with a bubble-coat filled
With a couple little posts, chill
Switch it up, get direct, black and white, Michael Bibby
I get cheese with everybody, but can't do it with no Mickey
Keep a blicky on me for them serpents tryna give me hickeys
Who want smoke? Who want smoke?
Well, guess what, hoe? I'm the chimney, ah
Bring me the smoke, and I'll build you a fire
To burn my desire, burn my desire
Bring me the smoke, and I'll build you a fire
To burn my desire, burn my desire
Oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh
On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go
Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll
On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe
Don't slander all the banter, just one answer, I'm an animal
I'm just one man, outstandin' though
Part wolf, part king, part Hannibal
Example, proof, I'm built like I'm mechanical
On the mic, I'm a cannibal
You don't know who I'm family to
You don't know my team, you don't know my mans'll do
Turn it up to the maximum, gorillas in the trap
But them got millions watchin' every move I make 'cause I'm what's happenin'
Got jaws droppin', autopsies, drive hard tops, got hard body
'Cause Nas told me, "Y'all problem," this high-powered, high-profit
On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go
Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll
On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe
On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go
Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll
On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe
(What up, Thun? Let's get it)
Yeah, uh
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Jacob Akintayo Akinoso, Tobe Nwigwe
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