$oulless - Road 2 Success

Me and my crew wanna get high right now
It's all good I'm gonna shout that sesh
I got four orses in my whip I dunno how they fit still fuck the rest
If I gotta flex imma do it wid my chest
Coz I had the best saying I'm the best
And ur girl wanna hop in my bed
Don't look at me that's what she said
Oi background check for your breden
Gotta get bread one way or another
fuck an undercover
Low life cunts just sit and stutter
My boy josh had you verbally pressed
Get back in ur shitbox and sip on a cuppa
What chu gonna do for the world nothing
That's why the streets still burn that rubber
Idk why these lies still spread like covid
Shouldn't been dead from the moment
I was born I'm feeling psychosis or psychotic
Must be a bonus
And the worlds still filled wid posers
And there's not one that's ever been chosen
I guess that's bullshit phoning
Don't give a toss coz I'm sat back coming
I hate that first interaction
So let's pretend that I've always known you
Little girls tryna talk bout their past relationships girl what do I owe you
I don't wanna know about dat
If you tryna get tuned then lemme just show you
At the hotel robe for two
If you tryna get boujee
Stick with a pro boo

She don't wanna know me first
So I gotta act up just to get me noticed
Truth is I don't want that girl but I want her want me I gotta stay focused
We lock eyes my arms wide open
It's pulls her in like a rope it ain't no joke don't think I'm joking
She in my sheets with her neck all choken

No Soul in da cut wid a dollar sign at the start like I'm suicidal
I see death way too much
But I ain't in a rush I'm calm in a idle
All this pain I deep will be blood in the street when I'm feeling homicidal
And if I clock racks on you that's minimum two while I sip from my Seidel

You can't really hate on me when you haven't perceived all dis in person
All these lies and the rumours told
Is a cover up for own self hurting
For the ones that have known me well
Know I'm in my bag like a fucking birken
One time for da chickybabes aye aye that's constant flirting
If you see me in person
Try talk tough then powders bursting
I'm on meds that fuck wid my head
I pop me one when my body's jerping
All my boys who stuck with me
Soon enough that's no more working
Coz truth is I'm all for da biz
Wid my buddas behind me lurking

Fiends be the ones hard working
But don't think twice when offered a perc
Beats too clean if I'm murking
Find me a check put mum in a merc
I got dreams run em up on da weekend
Through the week got tradie work
I'm running up two careers
By myself what the fuck

Written by:
Tahj Milne

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