Testo Soul Survivor - Lil Darius
Testo della canzone Soul Survivor (Lil Darius), tratta dall'album 17
I get active by myself I go and slang that choppa
Project baby reaper boy I'm a soul survivor
Them pussies talking about putting me up ima put them under
Keep my heat like it December but I be hot as summer
Rock out
Lil designer
Traphouse
I just bought a
Trackhawk it fuck up the asphalt rude boy
I'm the type to walk down with my mask off shooting star
Ion be rocking Nikes I be dripping in rudestar
Crazy crazy man
They come behind my chain
I be tryna keep my cool be humble stay in my lane
But pussies keep on talking to us since I got me some fame
Like I wasnt having paper before rapping was a thing
Bitch I been having paper
On the live I be beefing with the neighbors
Shooting at opps like I play for the lakers
Getting bread like I work wit some bakers
Money on my head come try
Counting rocking out with that fire
Club ringin sling that iron
Grey haired opps keep dying
Fuck them boys them pussies ain't did shit to us
Its summer time them pussies bubble coats we bout to put them up
Smoke god I go and buy some lungs before I give it up
Need some paper to fuck wit me
Better have some funds before you fuck with us
No cap
I get active by myself I go and slang that choppa
Project baby reaper boy I'm a soul survivor
Them pussies talking about putting me up ima put them under
Keep my heat like it December but I be hot as summer
Rock out
Lil designer
Traphouse
I just bought a
Trackhawk it fuck up the asphalt rude boy
I'm the type to walk down with my mask off shooting star
Ion be rocking Nikes I be dripping in rudestar
Rude as fuck heard they sweet they spot come thru shoot it up
Problem child demon baby what they called me growing up
They tryna come around cuz they see that I been growing up
Turnt in tootsies I come from air mattress I been blowing up
Back to back in Bentley trucks
Pull up on the opp and make him run like Jerry Rice or sum
Cant complain about your lifestyle cuz you chose that one
Everybody see your pipe now im the chosen one
Yea no cap
Hit your dancey dance
Hit your dancey dance
Hit your dancey dance
Hit your dancey dance
Im having major motion
While them boys broke as fuck
If I wasnt rapping I catch a opp I prolly shoot him up
I get active by myself I go and slang that choppa
Project baby reaper boy I'm a soul survivor
Them pussies talking about putting me up ima put them under
Keep my heat like it December but I be hot as summer
Rock out
Lil designer
Traphouse
I just bought a
Trackhawk it fuck up the asphalt rude boy
I'm the type to walk down with my mask off shooting star
Ion be rocking Nikes I be dripping in rudestar
Credits
Writer(s): Kendrell M Mattox, Darius Thornton
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