“On My Soul”
Meek Mill
Song : On My Soul
Artist : Meek Mill
Album : Expensive Pain
Genre : Rap, Hip-Hop
Release Date : October 1, 2021
Sittin’ in the Phantom, countin’ money in the sun
Everybody in my hood know I’m the one
Made it out the trenches, leave ten million for my son
They said it’s the difference, it feel different how I come
Put it on my soul, I can put it on my soul
We be goin’ to the wars and I ain’t puttin’ up my pole
That new Virgil and Dior, came through, I got it on
Put it on my soul, put it on my soul
Ain’t nothin’ that I, it ain’t nothin’ that I can’t hold
I’m gettin’ everything I aimed for
I’m gettin’ everything I aimed for
Bulletproof the Range Rove’, niggas be on angles
I done bought so many diamond chains, swear they get tangled
Promise any nigga sayin’ my name gon’ get mangled (Boom)
Same niggas ’round me gettin’ changed and they dangerous
Different colored riches in the pictures, Power Rangers
Come to fuckin’ these bitches and gettin’ this cash, no, we ain’t stainless
Two hundred on the dash, been through the hood like I ain’t famous
Sometimes I just be havin’ to vent though, I ain’t gon’ lie
A lot people still left here like
Everybody prayin’ I don’t go back, but it’s like, what you want me to do?
And leave my people?
And I can’t leave my people, got that eye of the eagle
My homie wanted the Bentley but he died in the Regal
And I ain’t never sell no heroin, auntie died from the needle
If you my opp, my daddy dyin’ to meet you
‘Cause I know the feeling when you fucked up and you lit
And nobody wan’ see you, but when you come up and you rich
Everybody believe you, they use me too, I got useless
Think that’s how I got even
Put my life on the line and sacrifice for my people
Put it on my soul, I can put it on my soul
We be goin’ to the wars and I ain’t puttin’ up my pole
That new Virgil and Dior, came through, l got it on
Put it on my soul, put it on my soul
Ain’t nothin’ that I, it ain’t nothin’ that I can’t hold
I’m gettin’ everything I aimed for
Yeah, I’m gettin’ everything (Everything)
Bulletproof the Range Rove’, donut the Durango
Crazy all the shit that I obtain, I feel the same dose
My young nigga died in the streets lettin’ his flame go
And I think about it every night ‘fore I sleep, it make my brain go
(Thinkin’ about it every night when I sleep)
Got me cuddlin’ with my Glock when I sleep, can’t let my flame go
(Got me cuddlin’ with my Glock)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Put it on my soul
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