Soul Cry

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RJ Payne - Rap

Soul Cry

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[Intro] Yeah, thank y'all for tunin' into Triple 7 DJ Doo Wop, we did a hell of a job, homeboy PA Dre, we got another one Y'all could've been anywhere in the world But you choose to be here with me, I appreciate that shit Let's do it like this [Verse] Geah, I went to chase my dream, had to stop sleepin' Finally made it, and my main nigga stop speakin' It's like they only happy when I'm not eatin' The only love you when you dead and you stop breathin' But fuck that, a nigga need more I'm talkin' first class flights, nigga, G4 5-star suites, 33 floors Bare footed on the beach by the seashore I'm after big money, fuck the smaller issues I'm too blessed to be standin' on the corner with you I'm tryin' to buy the Wraith, you just bought a pistol You don't hear the game I'm droppin' when I'm talkin' with you Certain shit is out of my comprehension Instead of build, niggas feel like you competition I show 'em love through the hate, that's the contradiction Get rich, dream big, that's my proposition A nigga merchandisin', even sellin' clothes They can say I sold out, I'll never sell my soul Self taught, self made, that's a fella's goal I'm a king, and my crown wrapped in yellow gold I'm a legend in this shit I'm givin' charity, my presence is a gift I lost friends for nothin' when we never should've split They prayin' without me that I would never make it rich They wrong, it look like I'm right This is more than a song, take a look at my life Take a look at the frauds take a look at my wife What they broke is a bond, had to cut 'em for life Tryin' to keep my composure is the approach It's sad, niggas was closer when we was broke When I got the exposure, niggas was ghost I'm sayin', look at the poetry that I spoke A nigga closer to success Too bad it brought me closer to depressed I pray and stand strong as I'm hopin' for the best This for me, I no longer will be devoted to the rest PAYNE!!! [Outro] (My nigga, talk to 'em right now) It's for me (yes sir), here on out (rep) I did this shit for everybody else for too many years (yep) I'ma do this to make this nigga happy I'ma do this to make the hood proud (yeah) That's a wrap (that's a wrap, nigga) It's me and my team, EIMG shit (yes sir) How he say it in that movie, momma I made it I ain't make a million yet But goddamn, I damn near got a million fans (haha, facts) Triple 7 (yes sir), Doo Wop what up Hey Dre, what you about this shit right here (Bring it home, nigga, bring it home) Check it, I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes So I had to make y'all cry I said, I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes So I'd rather make y'all cry, it's PAYNE!!! (I'm honored to be apart this shit right here, nigga Facts, RJ Payne, this somethin' the game is Starvin' for right now Shout to EIMG, the movement PA Dre, and everybody fuckin' with us)

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Credits

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  • PA. Dre
  • RJ Payne