Wan Geez - Soul Glo

Brown skin painted on me and my soul is gold
Baby im the shit she think im hella bold
Told her i aint perfect im the closest tho
Run me up a check im tryna break the mold

We in our own space, hey
Come and get a taste
I dont bend or break, hey
I came here to stay

Gettin lucky aint the motif we got the skill, aye
Run it up and ask them haters how ya feel mane

Tell me how it feel aye...
Gold frames got my vision rightttt
Need a rolex for the time
I dont need it but i deserve it
Countach lambo just to swerve it uh!

Real life, roll dice uh
Field talk mo stripes uh
Cup full i drank... mo
A list no b role
Shorty kno i bleed gold, in the gym shots like free throws
Hit a lick, every line i wrote
Lookin like a bag when i pass thru

Brown skin painted on me and my soul is gold
Baby im the shit she think im hella bold
Told her i aint perfect im the closest tho
Run me up a check im tryna break the mold

We in our own space, hey
Come and get a taste
I dont bend or break, hey
I came here to stay

Gettin lucky aint the motif we got the skill, aye
Run it up and ask them haters how ya feel mane

Real ones dont fold
Bag talk bankroll
Roll dice risk mo
Pimp talk that stroll, ya

Clap on clap off, uh
Flip the switch she drop uh
Not a challenge i loss
These L's made a boss

Real ones dont fold
Bag talk bankroll
Roll dice risk mo
Roll dice risk mo

Clap on clap off, uh
Flip the switch she drop uh
Not a challenge i loss
These L's made a boss

Brown skin painted on me and my soul is gold
Baby im the shit she think im hella bold
Told her i aint perfect im the closest tho
Run me up a check im tryna break the mold

We in our own space, hey
Come and get a taste
I dont bend or break, hey
I came here to stay

Gettin lucky aint the motif we got the skill, aye
Run it up and ask them haters how ya feel mane

Written by:
Desmond Barnes

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