I'm on vacation on the balcony blazin'
This ain't Purple Haze but it got me gazin
How y'all feelin'?
I feel amazin'
My life been great since I was a thought in the 80s
Why would they ever play me? Niggas should do gaming streamin'
But baby girl she a demon
We have wine and steak fancy cuisine in the evening
Kodak moments always see me cheesin' That King Kontraverse' in season
This that soul food where's the seasoning?
How can you not f*ck with me
What is your reasoning?
I'm grown all the shit that I own
All the hoes on my telephone
They won't leave me alone
I just hit it till I'm bored then I'm gone
I'm a Gore of course I scored at y'all home
I'm the best thing out of course you should play this song
I'm a winner just like Patrick Mahommes Rollin' hemp wraps or some Dutches or cones
You know how the streets go and they know that I'm prone
Nowadays niggas got sticks and switches and chromes
Better be cool lil' nigga watch your tone
Actin' like you're grown will get your ass sent right home
I just wrote you a poem
This my story Donald Goines
Spread the fruit of my loins
Til this shit all conjoined
And let it wrap together
And map together like a nappy lot Trap for the simple fact the racks make a happy lot
Sad hoes textin' my phone
Actin' grown
Till the message go green
When she actually blocked
I got a righteous plight
But I might get excited from vices
I type for the writers to dice it say he nice and recite it decipher it Twice a night with it
I'm brightest the mightest the mightiest
I got the gold touch my rivals the tritest
Shout to Kontraverse
That's my bro of the struggle
Keep composure cause we rose from the rubble
Got that dough then we doubled I'm overly chosen
Bold but I'm subtle keep the pole because I'm frozen and I'm cold as a shovel
Those who know they know
If you don't you cooked
I'm raw like a sushi platter recipe in the book
Coffee date with a bad bitch your reason to look
But don't smile cause the cheese and trigger thieves then you took
King Kontraverse - Soul Food (feat. Murph Watkins) Lyrics
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I'm on vacation on the balcony blazin'
This ain't Purple Haze but it got me gazin
How y'all feelin'?
I feel amazin'
My life been great since I was a thought in the 80s
Why would they ever play me? Niggas should do gaming streamin'
But baby girl she a demon
We have wine and steak fancy cuisine in the evening
Kodak moments always see me cheesin' That King Kontraverse' in season
This that soul food where's the seasoning?
How can you not f*ck with me
What is your reasoning?
I'm grown all the shit that I own
All the hoes on my telephone
They won't leave me alone
I just hit it till I'm bored then I'm gone
I'm a Gore of course I scored at y'all home
I'm the best thing out of course you should play this song
I'm a winner just like Patrick Mahommes Rollin' hemp wraps or some Dutches or cones
You know how the streets go and they know that I'm prone
Nowadays niggas got sticks and switches and chromes
Better be cool lil' nigga watch your tone
Actin' like you're grown will get your ass sent right home
I just wrote you a poem
This my story Donald Goines
Spread the fruit of my loins
Til this shit all conjoined
And let it wrap together
And map together like a nappy lot Trap for the simple fact the racks make a happy lot
Sad hoes textin' my phone
Actin' grown
Till the message go green
When she actually blocked
I got a righteous plight
But I might get excited from vices
I type for the writers to dice it say he nice and recite it decipher it Twice a night with it
I'm brightest the mightest the mightiest
I got the gold touch my rivals the tritest
Shout to Kontraverse
That's my bro of the struggle
Keep composure cause we rose from the rubble
Got that dough then we doubled I'm overly chosen
Bold but I'm subtle keep the pole because I'm frozen and I'm cold as a shovel
Those who know they know
If you don't you cooked
I'm raw like a sushi platter recipe in the book
Coffee date with a bad bitch your reason to look
But don't smile cause the cheese and trigger thieves then you took
This ain't Purple Haze but it got me gazin
How y'all feelin'?
I feel amazin'
My life been great since I was a thought in the 80s
Why would they ever play me? Niggas should do gaming streamin'
But baby girl she a demon
We have wine and steak fancy cuisine in the evening
Kodak moments always see me cheesin' That King Kontraverse' in season
This that soul food where's the seasoning?
How can you not f*ck with me
What is your reasoning?
I'm grown all the shit that I own
All the hoes on my telephone
They won't leave me alone
I just hit it till I'm bored then I'm gone
I'm a Gore of course I scored at y'all home
I'm the best thing out of course you should play this song
I'm a winner just like Patrick Mahommes Rollin' hemp wraps or some Dutches or cones
You know how the streets go and they know that I'm prone
Nowadays niggas got sticks and switches and chromes
Better be cool lil' nigga watch your tone
Actin' like you're grown will get your ass sent right home
I just wrote you a poem
This my story Donald Goines
Spread the fruit of my loins
Til this shit all conjoined
And let it wrap together
And map together like a nappy lot Trap for the simple fact the racks make a happy lot
Sad hoes textin' my phone
Actin' grown
Till the message go green
When she actually blocked
I got a righteous plight
But I might get excited from vices
I type for the writers to dice it say he nice and recite it decipher it Twice a night with it
I'm brightest the mightest the mightiest
I got the gold touch my rivals the tritest
Shout to Kontraverse
That's my bro of the struggle
Keep composure cause we rose from the rubble
Got that dough then we doubled I'm overly chosen
Bold but I'm subtle keep the pole because I'm frozen and I'm cold as a shovel
Those who know they know
If you don't you cooked
I'm raw like a sushi platter recipe in the book
Coffee date with a bad bitch your reason to look
But don't smile cause the cheese and trigger thieves then you took
Writer: Jerry Hardy, Michael Gore
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