OLD SOUL

Lyrics

[Chorus] Old soul, I'm a old soul So cold Write down thoughts, I don't pipe down thots No more I don't share my kills with the pack, bitch Wack shit Keep her in the residence for practice [Verse] Where the women at? Where the men at? Boys and girls, boys and girls Feed 'em what they need and add some poison, hurl (Ayy) Sedatives (Ayy) Relatives tell 'em what they "need to hear" "Fear the queer, tears are weird" (Huh) Fuck that 'til I disappear (Yuh), wrist is clear, (Uh), oh Of anything resembling jewelry Truthfully I'd rather buy a computer so you can tutor me Teaching me you'll pull up wit' my eulogy You ain't reaching me, shoot at me, no commuter Your scooter will not accommodate suitably for your foolery Rooted in how you wish you could neuter me Why you stalking me? Talk to me I'ma block 'em, we ain't cool He don't rock with me, bank full of the profit He ain't pulling his pockets out, dank ride in the cockpit now Been rough riding, often I sin, 'til in the coffin No way, I'm ditching coughing, too old to care 'bout stopping Hey kid, you acting dummy, sell mids and make some money I been, there and I done it, I win, I had to run it I did, that shit I wanted, I do, that shit I want to And no, I will not front you, 'cause then, I'd have to hunt you Don't ask, to hit my blunt, I will not give you a breath Could have shot, you in the chest if this was the Wild West (Yee—) Ha, ho silver, if you order I'll deliver Death giver, red river, styx quiver, twitch shiver bitch Killer shit to hold, I know the filter, filler tobacco Familiar itch below my throat, this pillar what your doctor smoke [Bridge] What do you know? [Chorus] Old soul, I'm a old soul, won't fold I'm so free, coming for me Nigga you'll see Tread light, kid, you dead right Go to bed, night Past your bedtime, red line Make a dead spine [Outro] Old soul, I'm a old soul (Old soul, soul) (Yuh, yuh) Stay by myself Old soul, I'm a old soul, not sold (Sold) Accumulate wealth in a frame on the shelf