Testo Soul - Caleborate
Testo della canzone Soul (Caleborate), tratta dall'album Soul (Remix)
Young Krizzle, this for all them single mothers, single fathers
Out here tryna make it, taking pay cuts, never lay up
Putting food up on the table
All them hustlers scraping change, selling hubbas to the hood
Trappin', bunkin', I ain't judgin'
Man, just know that shit ain't good
And them strippers out here bustin' for them ballers in the club
Be it college or your pockets, just know dollars ain't enough
For your love and your heart
Cameras on, play your part
Never lose who you are
Know yourself from the start, I
Know what it's like to be
So far behind you gotta fight to see
Over the shoulders of bill collectors
Granny praying, make God protect us
In the heat of the night, I pray God can help us
In the dark as an alley, you can see the devil, I swear
We gotta keep 'em off and stay clear, like yeah
Man, don't let 'em take your soul
I said, don't let 'em take your soul
Yeah, I said, don't let 'em take your soul
I said, don't let 'em take your
Uh, this is for my day one, ride or die
Free the ankle, nigga
Used to have to spam, many cup noodles for dinner, uh
Hit my mama house to do my laundry in the winter
Still on my auntie couch, but I'm gon' get out in a minute, yeah
We was on that block tryna make a way, make a way out
Granny died, had to tell my mama, "It's okay now"
What you know about no lights and cold water at 16?
And no car to drive when you got a girl, but you still chasing a dream
And you grown as fuck and they tell
You to go get a job and quit playing
And your bank account is so immature '
Cause that shit ain't got no sense
And every nigga 'round your city hate on you just for being yourself
But you can't stop and you won't stop, you just tighten up your belt
See, don't let 'em take your soul, take your soul, goddamn
Better fight it and don't let 'em make you fall, goddamn
Break the mold, goddamn, break the mold, goddamn
Don't let 'em take your soul, take your soul, goddamn
On my last leg and my last joint and I still won't pass to them
Got my own dream and a new scheme
And I ain't going to the bottom again
Tell me, is the people that surround my friends
Tell me, will I ever wear the crown and win?
I feel like I'm really just here to lose
God, can you hear when I speak to you?
I don't tell no lies, just speak the truth
I don't eat with dudes still scared to lose
I don't care, dog, I take that chance
'Cause if I fall, I get right back
I'd rather live and bet it all than wonder what I coulda had
I'd rather blow the fuck up now than just be stuck right where I'm at
I got no choice but live my dreams, so ain't no sleepin', fuck relax
This the life I gotta live 'cause mom and dad need brand new pads
But I know the lesson is my soul intact, my niggas here
They got my back, this my year
I know that that's your biggest fear
But don't let 'em take your soul
I said, don't let 'em take your soul
Yeah, I said, don't let 'em take your soul
I said, don't let 'em take your soul
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Writer(s): Lou Courtney, Caleb Jamal Parker
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